Once Was A Time

The time for words near over

a curse upon the land

The devil plays his organ loud

in chords of dark command


The age of understanding

lay withered on the vine

What man had once embraced of man

new curses now opine


The gales of change blow deadly

the sun no longer sets

But sinks below our darkest fear

where hate forever nests


For those who can remember

as Arthur knelt to pray…

“Once was a time when Kings were boys

—and winds of war at bay”


(The New Room: June, 2022)

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