Of them
Didn’t I wish
Didn’t I know
Oceans away
None stars to petition
None shores to defend
Ancient ancestors
Why did you leave
Why am I abandoned
Great Grandmothers
I will remember
I will resolve
Remade, I
A Galloglass now
A Hoplite hero
Would sunrise rush
To us — help the hero within
Here, we, with sight
Need
Still a glimmer, to see
This horizon, this friend
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If only in words
Still come hither fine hero
Inspire our good deeds
I can do no more
Cries all but one piece of me
The piece I cling to
A heartbeat, guitar,
super-hero music and
my breath all at once
The Night has shown favor
But won’t wish to wear White
The Night has its own color to live
Eyes closed tight
White is for daylight
For when scared long enough
We open our eyes to the mirror
White is us
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