by Sam Dodge ~ the Peacemaker

I shot an arrow at the moon
it hung above so tauntingly
the arrow sailed into the night
but soon returned, and pierced my knee

I shot an arrow at the wind
I struck a blow for peace and calm
a manic gust turned it around
the traitor shaft stuck in my palm

I shot an arrow at the ground
its dirt and mud had soiled me so
my aim was true; it went straight down
and razored off my middle toe

I shot an arrow at my foe
he stood between me and my truth
my action failed to lay him low
the bow string snapped and broke my tooth

my song of war is loud and long
but win or lose the blood will flow
and even though my pride stays strong
I think it's time to break my bow


                                   Sam Dodge