War

• Ester Davida, Grade 10
• Poetry
• 2016

Diaphanous grace filters through the elegant latticework,
Forming a patchwork of diamonds upon the fierce metalwork.
The basking metal assumes the front of innocent matter.
Doubt is it’s only, yet when successful, compelling, weapon.
Forever maintaining the enchanting guise of attar.

In defiance, pure innocence attacks in the struggle to prevail,
With tactics that differ by the expanse of innumerable galaxies.
So, with hearts and hands extended, the unsullied do not quail,
As hand in hand they liquefy all potential attempts to empale,
And work the gold it into gifts of filigree so delicate and pure.

To distribute to the cheering individuals, aboard the steamer
Sailing to freedom, praising the Alm-ghty, our rock our redeemer.