Creatures

Quite moments
and the shattering of a fragile mind
aged with wonders and intoxicated
with the finest of wines

a symbol carved into creatures
dictating extinctions
and exclamations from the youth
that perhaps freedom isn't free

Quite moments
in remembrance of the dead
and a recognition of children
starving while they bury their beds

a tear drop ever reaching
across the horizon in horror
of the senseless bloodshed
and the unworthy who are blessed