WARRIOR (1972 / 2014)
Coarse black mane
Hard black eyes
Tired of the shit
Before you're old
Big on top
Not used up yet
You used it
For your war.
I told you I
Would not forget
And so you did
Not poison me
And there's a chance
You smelled my blood
And knew that it
Belonged to you.
And though I punched
You playfully
You knew there was
No play in me
You spared me in
My innocence
Believing I
Would not forget.
And I have not.
Amen.