Once Was A Time
The time for words near over
a curse upon the land
The devil plays his organ loud
in chords of dark command
The age of understanding
lay withered on the vine
What man had once embraced of man
new curses now opine
The gales of change blow deadly
the sun no longer sets
But sinks below our darkest fear
where hate forever nests
For those who can remember
as Arthur knelt to pray…
“Once was a time when Kings were boys
—and winds of war at bay”
(The New Room: June, 2022)
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