Fields Forever
Until the end, I fight
I fight until the light is no more
and the perilous night does begin
& when my day is gone & future masked
I climb my mountain with head hanging low
Low for now, I killed and desecrated all held sacred
Slain the last foe & as the day breaks again
I gaze at fields of red fury
Fury misunderstood all dead to understand
Mountains ahead and behind, in this valley of
Presence. Engulfed by injustice and punished
In personal strife, I cry,
not out but in I cry to hear
inside, inside where I've tried to hide
and defend on this field of red
with no more to hide & more to
hide from. I perch on this mountain I've made
& expose myself to all, with none to tell
I'm free, lost to live, lost to die
Never to love, never to fly. Only wallow for
It turns to night and shadows comfort me my friends
Till the end
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