Delicate (Ek, a Casuality of Flankers)

Surefooted, sure fisted,razor tough If I should fight that war again I would want one for the going rough Like yourself, Fair and fractured When the friendship slough No claim to be a paragon of anything Just an average man in your own eyes While I hoisted you like a kite Above naseberry trees and bush Above the gormandizing sea Above the Compound's red mud Carrying the archeological memory Of man's life like a sud A mere consequence of a theory's lie It was your mating urge that first Lured you into the systems net Thereafter your life became troubled Wandering around the wilderness of regret Framed like a pirate's ghost Stereotyped and labeled I still do not think you guilty of their crime Your demonization came before your destruction And when you died I cried and cried at such a useless end My fearless friend would never be at my back again But tears will water pain, and still brings nothing back.