OCCISION

Occision

Derision

The act of killing

To choose to kill

and thus, perhaps

to keep ourselves

alive,

God willing.

Requiescat.

Your enemy found that

chink in your mail

you learned you were human

when you desperately fought,

all to no avail.

You can rest now,

with your armor intact,

polished to perfection,

and your sword at your side

your beloved hound standing near

his eyes full of affection

and your mother in mourning

now that you have died.

Christina ©4-05

April 2005 IWVPA Theme Poem: Occision [the act of killing]