Unknowing, forgetting, amid
order causing chaotic
turmoil,
Peace, reigning somewhere
beneath the soil,
Toil, for naught, in my own
wake,
Shattered, ragged, flesh to bone,
hammer to stake,
Timely falsehoods assault, yet
steadfast, neither fall nor
stand,
Fade, yet stay, ashes in a
grain of sand...
-END-
(C) D.C. Chapman 7/6/2018
