Four Men Appear Contrasted with fear and blood rippling
From torsos commandeered blasted faces warn to crippling
Blood running to image rage as four bleak men looking onwards
Into a distance; sage men lost by blade sether beyondwards
On looking shadows filled with wise words and metaphors,
These image mirrors of past time pretence lies extinct like dinosaur,
Men hunched forward setting boundary for forth coming generation,
Washed with pastel background clean like Landry stunning anticipation,
Bodies Withering gradually as they struggle to portray
Leave this image of witch we struggle visionary today.....

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