wild
filled with all the passions
that bleed
the bad shepards
...
piles of apples strewn and broken robbed as it were
from all they knew to be true
do you
think of these things you know as it were as a child might
...
Hurry up, sire, the enemy surely approaches hither.
Anger like a fierce wild animal rages in me.
Sick of
...
but as for me
i will stay up late
and get up early
as for me
...
Silent pools where the
waterfalls drain so sad
as they've fallen pierced
hands clasp over heart
...