Swan Upon Leda

A husband waits outside
 A crying child pushes a child into the night
 She was told he would come this time
 Without leaving so much as a feather behind
 To enact, at last, the perfect plan
 One more sweet boy to be butchered by men
 The gateway to the world
 Was still outside of reach of him
 Would never belong to angels
 Had never belonged to men
 The swan upon Leda
 Empire upon Jerusalem
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 A grandmother smugglin' meds
 Past where the god-child soldier, Setanta, stood dead
 Our graceful turner of heads
 Weaves through the checkpoints like a needle and thread
 Someone's frightened boy waves her on
 She offers a mother's smile, and soon she's gone
 The gateway to the world
 The gun in a trembling hand
 When nature unmakes the boundary
 The pillar of myth still stands
 The swan upon Leda
 Occupier upon an ancient land
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 The gateway to the world
 Was still outside the reach of him
 Would never belong to angels
 Had never belonged to men