(Sunrise over Ottawa, October 2003)
the hanging scarecrow
teases the wind
the black crows gather
upon the wing
dark clouds cling to
the lip of earth
what slowly gathers
gives evil birth
fe fi fo fum
you come too late
the sage you seek
has closed the gate
there’s no survival
without cause
what sanctions peace
must well be fought
its not enough to
play the game
what you cant master
gathers blame
beyond your ken
the dream turns real
but no one ventures
there to deal
what seems like conquest
fools the purse
even sailors
die of thirst
the slaughter hidden
is a mess
praise us jesu
mary bless
kjg 709pm 26 aug 2015