I kissed the wings on the heels of love's brokenness
I drew the breath that carried the words that lanced love's boldness
I drew the sword that sliced the veil of hope
I pelted icicles of cold affront that built a towering wall of division

I thought I knew  the desires of my mind and flesh
deeper still, is the wound I carry
inflicted by my own weapons of righteous rebellion

thinking I knew better.
When I didnt know anything at all