Wretched Wisdom -

Railed on in swelters

And plied from it’s grasp

In weatherbound chains

Beaten by sound whispers

Fragrant in waste

And deeper still waves

Pray for light in caves

Weightless mindless assault

Silent caravans

North of forsaken battlefields

In lakes frozen with will

Old birds scream of slit throats

Languages burned by minds

Wisdom weary and seething with regret

Same windows on changing waters

Wretched standoff of life and death

Brave once through given words

Cherishing all but few