Waryers

On this side of Neverbeen holding fast to truth so keen ever circling hawk or shark in instinct driven tunnel vision world of red surrounding white berserker rage surrendered flight Thus the other side of Never thunders blood in pounding ears A sight to see to startle shiver cause of swift unfounded fears racial memory of steel swinging to the piping screel violent keening silent screaming hairs all tall in taut attention back aquiver with delight so we dance into the night