Right Now (Probably undone, but unlikely to be finished)
It is cold in here.
A chill wind is showering
Down my back--
and I am somewhat cold,
and shivering.
Someone just died, and
Another lost an arm.
It is difficult to maintain
my composure
when I must protect my sons from harm.
That chill across my shoulders is back.
I suspect it is a little more than
Cold air.
Somewhere there's a body
That just trapsed across my grave.
I wish that I could care.
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