Tranquil Duty

Tranquil Duty A new wind will blow Faces in its untimely vest Whom do we know by which to trust ? A quaint walk along a solemn pier The call of the wild through an attentive ear A full blast from it's delicate taste In a fervor to want yet refuse to waste We sifted through shutters amidst the plains With granite topping and insane fetters The want of a need yet a hero's game A place to rest assured no covet blame In immense Cedar peril left unclean A somber mood of tranquil duty left abode A tear drop fell from it's scale