Flash Fiction: Fighter, Fighter…

When the stars threw down their spears,

And water’d Enoi in our tears:

Did humans smile, their work to see?

Did he who’d slain us, doth make thee?


Fighter, Fighter flying bright,

Amid the stars of the night:

Did human hand and vengeful eye,

Frame thy fearful symmetry?




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