Unbalanced
Fixed eyes
No longer present
Soul seized
On a half-moon crescent
Down the pole
Up the flag
War on land
Winners brag
Tools boxed
Hands bound
Horn blown
No note to sound
Sky rips open
Lightening strikes
All are counted
Peace fights
...TRUTH stands
Written by Trudy Schrader on 02-25-2023
Copyright © Trudy Schrader | Year Posted 2023
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