A Naked Fear
Naked fear tears across the southern sky.
Eddy’s of swift current steals to an open sea.
Blemishes dank once hidden now revealed.
Laughter dies; genocide now drawn over quarter keel.
Whereunto the sun which fails to rise.
Evermore enter the fallacies of mans demise.
For tonight, a Naked fear tears across a southern sky.
J. Allen Wilson © 9/2007