"I
know goddam well what's out there, under all those masks. Beauty and
Power and Terror and Love."
And
I awoke and found me here alone
still
dreaming on this gleaming alien shore,
compelled
to document and to explore
the
monuments and signs of the unknown ‒
where
love is love, on winds of whimsy blown,
where
love decides exactly what love's for,
where
love is hope and fear and peace and war,
where
love abides, so many years from home.
Decipher
me with someone else's creed,
project
on me the prejudice you hide,
embody
me with myths on which you feed ‒
the
grizzled veteran and the modest bride.
Give
me a gun to kill the one I need,
then
lay me down upon the cold hill's side.
RJT
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