Get through the dialectic
before the day is late
Don’t wait for an invitation
as they slowly shut the gate
The wolf now dressed in spun wool
has broken from his cage
He hungers deep inside our fear
with ignorance and rage
As traitors lurk in front of us
to vanquish and to quell
All time has stopped, their curses screamed
assassins pledged to hell
The moment to act is calling
the odds both long and wide
This battle worth refighting
for those before who thought and died
So if truth’s your greatest weapon
wield it willingly and free
The enemy is upon us
—and must leave on bended knee
(Villanova Pennsylvania: June, 2016)
Categories:
refighting, fear, truth,
Form: Rhyme