5.25.2004

ST. GUILLEM'S DREAM




The City under siege
the Sultan bearing down
two mighty armies rage
around the sacred town
.


Our walls are under-manned
the hard-pressed Captain cries
without some helping hand
tonight the Empire dies...

O Lord, let it be me!
the sleeping hermit said
as (rousing fitfully) he
gripped his wooden bed.

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