I Am Taking Back the Words

His thoughts are racing. He is a clever man. Adverse winds a-chasing. Eagles soaring with command. Mere trampling of this soil, a massive anthill built. We mourn the young man’s untimed? death, the unseen had him ill. Distant wheels are screeching - Bang! Man-made let her down. I’m taking back the words I said. I saw it made you frown. Wisdom? Sacred blood coursing my veins. My thoughts; Eagles soaring with command Exalting Her and what by God was made.