Friday, June 10, 2011

Poem of desolation

Poem by Marc Aupiais

I think of you:

Nation; death!

I think often of you,
I imagine a spark,
Or something more!
I look for weakness!

I serve Carthage against Rome!

I wait for weakness!
Opportunity to revenge!

Black steel netting,
Weaved with black deadly cobra snakes!

I wonder at our enemy!

And I hope for some weakness!
And rejoice as it hurts!

I learn of my enemy!
I wait and await!

A word!

And I wonder at my enemy!
And watch her enemies rise!
With glee!
With hope!

Though I still catch myself!
Its only now dislike!
Its only now dislike!

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