Scaling walls,
attackers cry out,
shout,
with hate-twirled love.
Arrayed in haste,
defending spears ******
They must,
finding targets in the haze.
The fortress is impregnable,
its walls miles abreast.
A nest,
snugly holding him inside.
The ruler surveys alone,
sees the death,
forgetting his breath.
Sometimes he wishes
that his defenses were overrun.
Feb 20, 2012
Feb 20, 2012 at 2:19 AM UTC
Scaling walls,
attackers cry out,
shout,
with hate-twirled love.
Arrayed in haste,
defending spears ******
They must,
finding targets in the haze.
The fortress is impregnable,
its walls miles abreast.
A nest,
snugly holding him inside.
The ruler surveys alone,
sees the death,
forgetting his breath.
Sometimes he wishes
that his defenses were overrun.
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