Care Thy World

Care thy world O Lord, care!
A headless hog, surface
down the murky lane
Prowling tail-less the darker nights

Yet many a stronger dreams, peer
the fallen porch
surviving the ruin; with
shrieking horror, howling long

Oozing thicker blood;
bundle of fear, silhouette
flocking the night hawk
A voodoo, communicating death

Once pride of fore, the strength; perchance
now, barrel down the sorcerer’s line
Fallen spirits, assail
Moaning the darker nights

Care thy world O Lord, care…!

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