Defenders



There are some ... and I know they're there

Many have paused, then stopped and stared

They've understood so many of the words

Read attentively, and so they've thus heard



The plaintive wail and the lonesome voice

The cry of a man who's made a choice ...

To steer away from those who do harm ...

(The ones who attack with such alarm ... )



The one who's been unjustly accused ...

So much so ... he's nothing more to lose

And so he stays ... and returns repeatedly

Even though he knows ... more will heatedly



Attack ... for they do not understand ...

Thus ... they will take their great stand

And ... in the process ... it is they who lose

For their own shallowness forces them to choose



Away ... from the brilliance, staring them in the face

Going in other directions they feel have more grace

And the would-be defenders who then rush in ...

Find they're swamped by a tide, so none, can win 



- Tristram



© Christopher W. Thomas

2:50pm Thursday, Jan. 7th, 1999