We,
You and i
for far too long
have danced around the fires
that fed the cacophonous crowd
of 'friendly' cheerleaders
Now we stand or sit or squat
separated
here and there in these
indeterminate spaces
The vultures must now stand down
spent spectators in this game of lust
and us?
we must gaze across the dying flames
and lick our smothered
but shared soul
Admittedly
we both lie prostrate
exhausted and consumed by this duel
of strong egos
And pride!
pride that congests our rational faculties
tearing us apart
splintered into smithereens
of micro-pieces of humanity
Tell me
did you know
like i do now
that though the flame may burn low
though the light may dim
as it will sometimes,
the heat and warmth of us will never fail?
We must now a ceasefire call
our eyes to meet
our hearts to embrace in renewed vigour
Expunge the bile of betrayal
bile of mistrust
bile of vengeance
vengeance that kept us warm at night
We must now a ceasefire call
our eyes to meet
our hearts to embrace in renewed vigour
© July 2010
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