Secret Ingredients
Reckoning
vultures overhead-
circling waiting before
feasting on the dead
–
red skies-
a tempest
at our door
Injustice
drowning each of us
in the blood of our comrades
within sight of shore
–
tulips blossom-
death takes no heed
upon who’s grave
Alar
soaring red-tailed hawks-
below veiled skies verdant trees
emerge from the mist
–
between the clouds
and the cut grass-
a wounded crow
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