Awake

Here I am where it all began,

Deep in tree bark, taking a stand,

Safe and sound in feet made fertile,

Care no longer to run his circle.

Heritage of Emerald Isle,

Esteem, demeanor far from mild.

Woman a wolf with righteous howl,

To eradicate man's deadly prowl.

Slide of hand, indiscreet suggestion,

Untoward behavior called into question.

for did he not now from the strength of his prose,

Never to reckon with a wild Irish rose.

Chasing the Truth poem