Unity

[Hannibal]

Unity was it?s last cry to greatness,
It?s last faint breath,
From an empty shell that once housed
More than one heart within it?s walls.

The final three signed their lives away to the cry of

Unity.

The society was all but dissolved,
Gone except for the ink that lay on the paper,
Screaming the names of patrons,
one last time.

The pages of the ledger read truth
They showed decline.

The very ink that once bound,
Then ended with a solitary idea,

Unity.

I stared at the journal for quite some time,
It just sat staring back from my bookshelf.

It had been about a year since I last opened it.

It tore me down then,
Would probably tear me down again,
But the names bound within,
Between the realms of ink & paper,
Needed to be spoken,

It was a society,
The legends were wrapped in those pages,
The names of our fallen fathers,
And only myself to remember them.

Those pages make me feel like a grandfather,
Ready to divulge information only passed,
With soft spoken tongues,
And dark shadow whispers.

I have no children to teach,
I have no people to speak to,
I?m alone.

But those pages are too big,
That legend to heavy,
For one man.

I can feel its weight tearing me down,
All the way from across the room.

[Kalyope]

First of all, this seems to be really different from all the stuff you have posted so far that I have read. Secondly, I think it may be technically one of the best pieces I've read by you. I don't really have any suggestions or anything for it. Except, since you place unity by itself the other times that you use it (which is a delightful contradiction by the way), Perhaps when you use it in the beginning it should also be its own line. Anyhoo, loved this.