The Years

"When the trumpeters have went silent
when the banners and heralds have all gone home
and the blood soldiers who once tore the sky
with defiant cries
yield the field
to the wind
and a vow
now only kept by you

there may be a victory
someday for
someone
by the years
offered up here

but not for you...

and not today

go home soldier
go home..."

silver emulsion oilgraph on wood panel 2006
20x16