Jack sat inside his thoughts lost in the park
Of yesterdays where wooden benches that
Received between the shady trees the dark
And twilight flecks that dappled where Jack sat –
He thought the whispered thoughts I'll softly tell
Of heated love turned wounded hate and caught
Between those warlike forces heaven hell
Where we with him sit where that day he thought –
He spied her there beside the cannons laugh
Within a life her sunny ways outside
His thoughts of her lost in the shadowed half
Where fixed a malice aimed at those he spied –
Onetime inside this park there was a crime
In shot of those black cannons there onetime –
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