Howling wolves at the door,
and rivers on fire.
Besieged, yet strong cities-
redrawing the lines of hard times.
I still see your smile,
and celebrations
of birthday dreams.
Whom will speak of this,
when hell’s fire covers this land?
Love and War
Howling wolves at the door,
and rivers on fire.
Besieged, yet strong cities-
redrawing the lines of hard times.
I still see your smile,
and celebrations
of birthday dreams.
Whom will speak of this,
when hell’s fire covers this land?
A Wandering Poet 