The Point

The Point

What’s the point
my friend ?
The garrison
Is taken .
Slow and steady wins
the race ?
Don’t just stand there
do something
MORE
THAN facing down the stare
of enemy ,
without
and within .
Make a move and
turn the stone
use it
Overturn
the mighty
with a single word .
Pen, stone & craft
fly
So much mightier
than currency and sword

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Sanguine

Sanguine one
you sing a dirge ,
gave way
to urge ,
you wipe the blood
from blade ,
& pale blue brow ,
from mop wet
bloodied head ,
And all around
the people howl
like animals .
Howl ye Howl ye now :
The king is dead .
His purple raiment
all stained
& soaked with red .