Old Horn
old horn
new age begins
hands turn the cycle back
as men to old tribes is inclined
the bright new iron, the axe, the helmet
those swords of yesterday arise
weary world turns again
to a past world’s
old horn
03/09/13
By Tahera Mannan
For Nette’s Just Nine Lines contest, visual 2
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