brought to life
marched to earth when they saw
the light. They were short two,
mother and father. Still they marched on

farther and farther.  They marched
through rants and raves, storms and
graves. They marched with discipline. At every
corner met with sin. They marched on

through a very dry summer
in the year 2007. They marched so much
they became exhausted, until their legs fell off
and they needed horses. High on their horses.

they flew through the city,
with resentment, deception and pity. The Paul
Revere’s of modern day drove with lanterns
lit. Warning an army of soldiers was

surely coming. And to evacuate. Some hid;
some stayed. One by one the gunshots
fired. Blood was shed. Bodies piled. And then
there were none. Except for two, mother and father.