Chariot of Triumph, Part 1, by J. W. Cassandra

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Chariot of Triumph,
by J. W. Cassandra

Gale flies on chariot of triumph –
I sweep by chariot of gale;
I race into combat, struggle –
I’m unworthy for my name:

My chariot wallows in blood up to axle,
I get wet in blood from top to toe;
The chariot sweeps for the combat –
I have no right for triumph at all.

Who confronts me, I conquer, to the mud I throw:
So my world becomes bloodshot;
My chariot sweeps for triumph,
My axle breakes in gate triumphal.

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J. W. Cassandra

About the Author: J. W. Cassandra

I’m a teacher and a registered author either, at Artisjus as a writer and a poet in Hungary. I love forests, butterflies, flowers.

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