Indulgers Poems | Examples

Mists of March

Protect me now O misty cloud,
Protect me from this talk I hear;
For you are our great unknown shroud,
Silent you are but always near.

Keep me away, keep me away--
Make the filthy firestarters flee,
Chain them for many, many days--
Make the grass green, make my soul free.

Drive away the light of the sun,
Forcing the indulgers to fly
Until their One Mission is done,
Until they fly for a reason why.

"Oh, come more often!" I beg you,
To keep the frequent fires from raging--
The fires that raped, the fires that slew,
The fires that ignited these changes.

I haven't seen you for days now--
Apollo rules on his throne anew--
But I will never forget how
You bore your shield, speckled with dew.