Even now bound and blinded
as we are now tired as we are
even now dark-winged demands
and duty too backlit against the sky
cry harshly for their share and now
I see you flushed as apricots
furtive as a fox crossing a paved road
in full autumn sun turning
at my call was that surprise
or dread each in their measure even
now silence begs reply though
you cannot how duty and demands
cleave and divide so grim your smile
for such a gentle child
others may long to fight to prove
to act but have no script save history
and we will not make war upon
those lonesome ghosts whose shadows
dim our woods rivers and fields
yet have we not been
these past four years (and more)
surviving just this enmity this dread
wings beating backlit against
a pure white sky we blink you vanish
once now and for all bound
and blinded in your own way alone
© 2021 by Hannah Six
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