- Vol. 01
- Chapter 12
Image by Rhona Byrne
Call
Afar, a vast land sprawls.Attracts, calls.
Hang tact - cry war!
Plan attacks, grasp arms,
watch man stalk man
and fall hard - crack-crash
As sands wash away,
what was arrays:
Facts.
A black tar stack.
A past map.
Afar, a vast land sprawls.
Ask what, ask why.
Stand tall.