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Issue # 4 May 2011
"... brevity is the soul of wit ..."
- William Shakespeare

CS Thompson


Sons of the Crow

And are we not of the sons of the crow,
Who worship a hidden creed?
Or those who seek but do not know,
And hear, but do not heed?

And should I draw the sacred sword
And hold it in my hand,
To bring the fury of the Lord
Through this corrupted land?

Or should I cast the foolish night
Of vengeance to the sun?
Or should I face that deadly light
From which the angels run?

And are we not of the sons of the sky,
Who worship the hidden star?
Or those who neither live nor die
But watch it from afar?