Address to the Common Man

Cursed Ones:

Beware the fairy

Who flies in circles

To capture your soul.

Beware the staff

That smites your enemies

And withers your soul.

Beware the crown-bearer.

Your bones and blood

Will make his throne.

Beware the soldier,

Who defends the borders

To take more by day.

Beware the gravestone.

It veils your futile lives

Behind the specter of immortality.

Patrick W. Crocker ©