history comes
like a thief

penetrating
all things private
and under the auspicious of kings
he defiles every house

every attempt
every semblance
any minuscule movement
towards defiance
fails

nothing is
was
or ever will be
secure

ultimate illusion
is his camouflage
for what is stolen
is nothing less than
all things human

and the gods themselves
have his utmost respect
for they have always been sourced
for his sanction

yet in such stealth
does history come
for much to the chagrin of us all
back doors
are often unlocked
and time will always favor
the most patient

but don’t tell mother
she will have nothing to do with all this
chicanery and subterfuge
has never been her style

Peace/Love

m(-_-)m