Raid!!!

May 30

RAID !!!

So, you stepped into a hornets nest and now how am I to respond?  Blame you?  No, I don’t think so, I mean you are the exterminator and some stings are to be expected, but this is far beyond even your honed ability to anticipate wasps.  Cry, running from this ambush?  Again, I decline I still want you after the war is over, even if I can not fight by your side.  Protest, I try to refrain, I never want to make your job harder but I don’t want to leave the impression I have no concern, so I walk the fine line.  Standing on the sidelines is harder than you think, I am helpless and lonely, not as exciting as your work and no comfort from this distance.  I must hold my breath while you provoke the bees.

Stack your honest intentions as a hedge against a cold winter

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TROJAN PERSON

I feel confused by the difference between love and war

The intensity and rush are too much

For my frazzled and betrayed emotions to sort out.

I feel like a Trojan person

I have all these children holdup inside

And they are waiting for peace and safety

So they can come out and sleep

For a time I allowed them to leave

For bathroom breaks one at a time

This was not a workable solution.

When these tykes would have a look around

They started to set fires and break hearts

Each child makes life a battleground

Fights and claws her way across the living landscape.

I must heal my insides from the center of my thoughts

Not send fragments of me to blend

With the unfamiliar and hostile world

Only when I can stand together

With my mind and heart safe within my being

Will I see a way to make love on my own terms

And leave war alone.