kicking stubborn old compulsion
painstaking pricking patterns
the stuff we come here to clear
rarely vacation place dear
struck when in dark by stars
teachers as rulers hit hard
this why our bodies age
beaten full bag mistakes
spiraling path towards knowledge
tiptoeing edge deep water
compassion denser then self slaughter
fuel fire hone honor
quiet scout badges are won
wrinkles from smiling fun
power in absence of fear
ready for wolves stick near.
Day Gun
