"carving"

Tonight I carve a mask in place,
A simple tear is all that is shed,
no pain, no emotion barred.

Tonight I carve a picture of peace
a trail out of the land of fire.
I carve what others can not see...
and what many others still refuse to believe.
I carve to give a face to war,
a name to my enemy.

Tonight I carve a place in my heart,
to set free the venom of "man."
A simple tear is all that is shed,
amidst the rustle of angel's wings.

Yet, no heavenly motion ever still
can remove the traces of those gone before me
from the graveyard of my arms,
nor pull from my eyes, 
the echo of betrayal.

A moment of silence
in remembrance of what used to be.

-wsmf-
^©1995