Oct 2014
This hour last week, we kissed the stars alive.
With you, there were no walls and no far seas,
No reason to doubt or to just survive,
My heart was with you, and yours was with me.
How cruel the souls of the gods above,
That they should mind our paths and our crossing,
That we should be the ones who fell in love,
A fate that led to a war-torn ending.
This hour last week, we danced to life the moon,
But we forgot that seasons come and go,
And now the red sun bleeds-- it bled too soon.
We can no longer love; I am the foe.
You hold your people's hate in your strong hands,
You shake and the gun sings of God's near land.
With you, there were no walls and no far seas,
No reason to doubt or to just survive,
My heart was with you, and yours was with me.
How cruel the souls of the gods above,
That they should mind our paths and our crossing,
That we should be the ones who fell in love,
A fate that led to a war-torn ending.
This hour last week, we danced to life the moon,
But we forgot that seasons come and go,
And now the red sun bleeds-- it bled too soon.
We can no longer love; I am the foe.
You hold your people's hate in your strong hands,
You shake and the gun sings of God's near land.
My first sonnet. Another one of Jedd's challenges and by far the hardest. Based on a true story in 1940s Philippines. When the Japanese occupied Manila, every Japanese person was labelled a spy. There was a Japanese nurse who served in an American camp-- and was also the crush of nearly every soldier there. She was sentenced to death, but none of the soldiers wanted to be the one to **** her, so they drew lots. She ended up being executed by the soldier who was the most in love with her.
