This Day Is a Spark of Life

This day is a spark of life:



Skin to the concrete, the violent gale of the saw to the bone

Stirred from sleep, this warrior is restless

There are no words for what will befall

A brittle, collapsing skeletal world

But the aftermath will leave the dregs

Lacking compassion and grace, stricken with death



At dawn we wage war



This is the skin to the concrete

This is the saw to the bone

This is a spark of life