Thursday, 13 November 2025

Wailweep

They held hands one to another 
and shed tears
Who loved thee as much as she 
and saw not themselves 
At the time of wailweep

Not even one

Not a single gunshot was aired 
Nor the normal salute of farewell 
Not a concern for the many represented
Nor his own when the supposed time came 

It was him and her
At his side the farthermost distance 
It was pain carrying his burden
For there was not even one

When it settles

The evil eyes behind the veil hides 
The evil plot which must be hatched
Quick the moment when it settles 
Long the silent earth when it stands