He drank from his cup a splendid red <br />He was delighted that the night was gone <br />The sun would warm his pale white skin <br />His eyes would open at what lay within <br />What was once a brilliant mind <br />His nightmare caused by bloody war <br />His thirsty demons that lay within <br />Drank within while he lay supine <br />The rain washed him like any good Mother <br />Mother earth swallowed him up like a Dragon <br />The external fire burnt his skin<br /><br />allan James saywell<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/a-splendid-red/
