OUTSIDE

Barbarians howl at the door

threatening home, love, children.

The beast at our gate

with unholy wrath,

will destroy everything

lives, legends

languages - everything

and they don't even know it.

Our future is secured

within this walls

while they lay waiting

outside, prepared to pillage

unaware, even

of what's at stake.

If they had a sense of awe

if they knew what they were stealing

this final autumn flower

then they might take pause

breathe in our fragrance

accept our potential

our value

and leave us be.

Or it could strengthen their resolve.

Our future opaque

awaits us

beside the barbarians

beyond the gates.

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