The Queen's Dagger

(July 31 1997 / Vermont)

Lethal Liberator


The horizon looks grim
She sighs and glances downward
The future is obvious
These streets are soon to crumble
Crushed by the hooves of men
Sanitized with the blood of the uniform
Trapped in purgatory
The burden is too much to bear
Atlas lets the sky fall
Until it reaches the dirt far below
Where the stars no longer shine
Fears collide and truths reveal
Her elderly heart too fragile
She observes a dreadful beauty
Delivered by the woman in white
A lethal liberator
She closes her tired eyes and smiles
For the very last time
She has outsmarted the world
A world at war
Flags fly and bombs sing
Blood not accounted for
Death is but a dream

Submitted: Thursday, March 28, 2013

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