Calm Tranquil Water - Poem by Mark Heathcote
If your heart was an empire, how would you
Defend it from the vast armies of heartless marauders
Or would you, just hand it over like tranquil waters?
Look you mass murders; it's here for the taking drink
Drink your fills have done, and kills, me at your—will
I am but dust, the clay, the vessel in your hands
You'd break before baking in the kiln
Or even being moulded or made.
Should I build a Great Wall of China?
Or should—like I say, be just calm, tranquil water
Ah, every tsunami vilified has these unnatural-events.
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