what if I told you that yesterday is dying
that it was no longer occupied by the memories
of soldiers
what if I told you it was only ever a half moon
fascination
inherited from those who have gone before
what if I told you it's a look as old as time
dour and pugnacious
ready for anything
what if I told you there were windows
that command the outer
world to be seen
an architectural medley
what if I told you there's a gatekeeper who sits and watches over us
he has one eye on the curtain wall
and a prisoner under the floor
what if I told you those scratches had been skilfully carved
by the single hand of a priest
like historic graffiti
what if I told you they were no more than fantasies
strange birds and beasts
a naked woman threatened with a spear
what if I told you there were mermaids
holding mirrors like crucifixes
to a Christ on a cross
what if I told you there's a captain
who keeps guard over us
that his is an island of law and order
in a sea of lawlessness
what if I told you this was a disputed land
a dangerous place
where ordinary people pretend to be free
what if I told you the once mighty walls are burning
blood red stone in ruin
soldiers shelled into submission
what if I told you all of this with my last breath
and that before finally surrendering
I proclaimed my good intentions
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