Friday Afternoon

 Friday Afternoon         1/23/2017

Inside the ramparts

The fight truly begins

Hearts pounding

And bayonets fixed.

All doubt

And fear overcome

Because it’s now or never

Live or die.

It’s been a long time

Since I first awoke

But now we cannot sleep

Even one minute more.

There are some

Who will just never learn

Fools to the end

And slain in their sleep.

Unable to see

The obvious truth

Everywhere you look

The dark and menacing hatred

Hiding in every corner.

Savaging the hand

That feeds them

And hissing at the good

Never knowing

Or understanding.

Unable to accept

Let alone give

The love of the father

Given for his sheep.

It has been a long journey

Since the day

I first knew

That many prefer suicide

To reality

And truth.

Stewing in their juice

And spiting with contempt

Brainwashed tools          

Of division and hate.

Assaulting the good

Any way they can

Killing like a cancer

Festering in the gut.

But for us

The challenge is here

Fearless at last

Charging forward

Into the teeth.

Not guilty

And not ashamed

For all that we love

And all that we are.