ode to a whalebone in the distance

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the ice watches

patiently

the agonizingly slow metamorphosis

of flesh to bone

without condemning

without condoning

there is no absolute morality;

there is no sin

certainly no worthy recompense

for crimes against the innocent

the ice watches

I pay my respects

the lion knows no enemies

Democracy dies when people stop fighting for it