We Are the Invaders

History is our target
and its offerings are all we bear
for there alone rides wisdom,
there alone is gain; the vanquished
are the vanquishers this night, 
all gain is loss this night,
and irony prevails. We are the lost;
for all we care, we cannot recreate.

We are the invaders, we the odd ones
tremble in the night
from all the history we made--
our legacy to the naive,
doomed faces in the wind, our plight
as graven in the hillsides,
now reduced to outrage
as a foil to God.
         ~

Reviews

[Dean]

what revelations does it convey?

[Linda Marie Van Tassell]

I am thankful for your history and the revelations it conveys. Your age is magnanimous and gallantly gleaming.