and strewn between the wars
I was born, wrung from ancience’ youth
crawl fist-first along the paralleled
of my mortal toil:
accidental hero -
lassoed the thief that stole the sun -
walks with clouded steps
the path of wind between the ends
time to find the hour of our inception;
and monumental moment
prospered faith, spring prevailed.
famine from creation’s fruit
its eunuch death.
oceans of my birth,
by the eternal eye
Dawn’s omnipotent consecration;
flooding force of her burning pupil
in a madman’s act I held,
felled the tree that gave me shade –
half-truth; a whole lie.