Damned be our surrender
and rest our treaties.
Peak in the words of your own
and in dignity.
What humble treats are these,
What soft words they be.
Soft which to be heard,
and fallen
on one knee.
9/24/10
Poet
Damned be our surrender
and rest our treaties.
Peak in the words of your own
and in dignity.
What humble treats are these,
What soft words they be.
Soft which to be heard,
and fallen
on one knee.
9/24/10