Monday, March 26, 2007

Austere…

Currently, things had been so hard
Havoc is all that can be seen onward
Armors slowly putrefying
Panoplies start flying

Greetings to all
Ease off the fall
Nemo faces everyday
At times of uncertainty

He asks now with hope
What everybody yearns for --
Amity, companionship, sanctuary
Not hostility, enmity, danger

Amity – friendliness and peaceful relations with others
Sanctuary – safety afforded by a place of refuge
Companionship – a company of friends and
Relationship that exists between them

Austere may be in both senses
But not certainly a nuisance
Unwieldy
But surely doable

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