12 Mar 2011 @ 5:25 PM
asleep inside the world tree…
Awake; unlike that part of me
which used to feel so well informed
upon a time once, had adorned
the walls within its cage with rice-
paper, thin and cheap device.
some semblance of the outward lie,
had ingrained, within the eye
a mirror to reflect all hate
that caused the pupil to dilate,
the banished heir to curse his fate.
who wheeled around again to try
his hand upon the warlike task,
his mettle in that field so vast
as to defy, when told to ask
all sovereigns who, before the mast
have spent a life’s price none deny.
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