on darker borders other forces wait
your choices are not made with them in mind
we do not have the right to consecrate
you chose the answer with time for debate
but the position had not been defined
on darker borders other forces wait
this was not written on a broken slate
nor were the choices left to the unkind
we do not have the right to consecrate
against our skins we feel the pressure grate
but what we are has always been maligned
on darker borders other forces wait
we watch as the balloons start to inflate
knowing just how the structures were designed
we do not have the right to consecrate
the cavalry will reach us just too late
our guides are always just a little blind
on darker borders other forces wait
we do not have the right to consecrate
Odd ravings, comments, and other wastes of time. Some are in plain prose, yet others are in rhyme.
22 April 2008
underneath the story
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