A sentry held & gazed to fight <br />alone I stood and welded firm. <br /> <br />Circled minds advantage picked <br />sort where to paste my pressure, turn <br /> <br />If strike or touch or talk or take? <br />will thoughts meander - babble - twist? <br /> <br />Or 'bout loves weight deluged in truth <br />- cut bones - remove a sinner - kissed <br /> <br />Sentry confirm - how learn you lay <br />push back against to castle tear <br /> <br />Accept your banish - mine to hold <br />a conqueror - of mine own fear.<br /><br />John Murtagh<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/sentry-2/
