This minute is noteworthy
I tell you,
here it is stillness spread
in quads of chessboard,
to tell tale of a lost man.
In memory he is forgotten
the teasing moment slips
engraved it’ll be in the heart
of marble cold with weary laughs.
And wounds enlarge a lot
in times of escalation
in measuring index as peace eludes,
in words countless.
Here flinty hearts bloat today
with frigid whispering love
to depict psyche of times uncertain.
Here goodwill has gone astray
and feelings are buried
and no prejudice in primed display
of peace tainted,
a play of feelings structured it is
to suit anarchy of an age.
It is the right time
to strike a bargain
and a concord to live,
in the world’s dark chamber
of despotic democrats.
As twosome build a pact
broaden and lengthen stillness
in this is hidden a wanted terror.
