Anonymity

Transparency integrity
Upon all who humbly
Accept this thing called Life.
Straining forth to hear this call
All words you can not make.

Untold truths
And vivid lies
Are happily
Intertwined into a
Stained glass vase.
Seemingly just dimmed and murky.
Gladly just a sad disgrace.

And whispers calling out your name
Are more like howling wolves out in the rain.
Bleeding paws and growling fangs
For a thirst that will not fade.
Upon decades in which one life is spent
Ten more replace and will repent
An ever lasting covenant.

And we belong to He.
And He belong to We.
Never saving face.
A possible deploy
In an ever changing Race.

Poem #176