howl louder .. .

hands that are tied hold faces
   traces of love shed from caverns
sinews wrenched, borrowed shoes
   pale and bruised, whitest lilly petals

teasel spikes, black hole shapes
   silhouetted on barbed wire brambles
the fruit of our isolation, tanned leather
   chains, electric wires, screams and pliers

murder not the innocents so barbarous
   the camber of war planes, missiles flung
sheep shorn, bloodied, Abram’s son passed over
   hells fire leaps higher than the jig of Judas

consolation of torture, a leopard’s attack
   none seen or known at any judgement’s altar
war counsels wash spit from their own eyes
  honorous guilt surmises, forever hides souls

by the coppered brook, the glint of red is not sun
   trenches, heaps and mounds upon our landscape
a history of pain a regret none will soon forget
   its passing shapes, sad bitterness of reparations

tousled moon it turns gaze to other seasons
   waves claim to satellite this bloodied alluvium
yellowed saturn, beiger jupiter tighten their belts
   planets talk, often gravely, of earth’s elegant confusion

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