Requiem for a Hawk

Just human nature
To encage, fuel rage

Fight and break up
Hope never to wake up

Sneer and flip off
Slap hands, spread rumor,
(back off)

I am the storm in your eyes
on your shore
A Hammer of Thor

I am the blush in the soldier’s face
The murderer without a trace

The red on the ground
The blood all ’round

The raging, the ominous blaze fanned
The screeching, cold curse of the damned

The black of the smoke
The bell’s final stroke

The crunching of skull upon rock…
Hither flies the hawk.

Requiem for a Hawk

Alex Moir

Denver, United States

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