Pathless Woods

Pathless Woods


Tired-moving
bird songless-
hawk is just behind

Finding the vision
of our own powers:
el dorado

Cruel chains of
radio and TV lies:
faithlessness

All the good things
that have come to me:
immaculate mother's grace

Saints around Him
adoring for ever:
old vultures flee

spring will come
I'm certain:
sprout of righteousness

Twelve disciples
protect the anoint'd child:
gentle harp is singing

Endless death terrorist suffers
repelling and repelled:
mines beneath

Sweetest cross
my passion and pride:
monster flees

At 16 commands the Macedonian army
alexander the great:
survival of the fittest

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