you told me a little too much
about how life is scraping
your bones down
to a no man's land
of trenches and craters
but there's "still too many trees
for you to burn it all down
and leave it to the jackals"
is what I would say
if i was decent
Still, I let you have my
monumental insight that it gets
better and we are not
put here to be happy, but
to do the will of the gods
which means making things
and bringing things
making houses
bringing lights
and at the best, most blessed
doing a little bit of
smiting the ones who
deserve it the most
