X of Swords

10Swords

Flat dead. Ten
sword-thrusts. Overkill.
Who was he? And who did this?
Ten enemies? Ten friends?

The sun has set.
The sky is black, so black you’d think
there will be no tomorrow.

But when the land
has had its fill of sorrow,
the sun will rise
across a blue and tranquil sea.

© James Munro

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