The Alexander Day(Poem)

I wanted to hold the hours lightly

a leaf blown onto an open hand

found myself instead clenched

a snarling heart deprived of unknown desires

antidotes curtailed inadvertent violence to others

I breathed and sat with closed eyes

miserable soldiers with dead faces rampaged in vicious pillage

not fighting them all I could do

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