In The Wink Of Eye We Shall Know Then Who Wins.... Poem by RIC BASTASA

in this room
no one speaks
but all of us
understand why.

it is the wind
speaking from
an open field
entering the
void of our
windows.

it is this house
that accepts all
it is this floor
that sets our
confines.

our confidences
are about to be
taken away and
when what is left
is fear
we keep the quiet.

in this silence of
steel we sharpen our
swords

we are ready to fight
the noise
we are ready to die just
like all of them.

no freedom shall be taken
away
no freedom shall be
surrendered
just like that

in the wink of an eye
we shall know then
who wins.