The scarf of ineffable fortitude
Tied up and closely guarded
By those of intense solitude
But left behind
Like a remaindered solution
The star crossed cravings
Could not combat
The tribal drums
Of lusting souls
Those who sought to own
To hold
To be so bold
To be swathed in the scarf
Of ineffable fortitude
And all the hope it carried
And promises made
Of the possible tragedies
That come from all the deviant strategies
Of those soulless shells
Attacking
From their own personal hells
Hoping beyond prayer
For the help
Of the scarf of ineffable fortitude
Their triumphs of the spirit
And victories of the soul
But nothing tangible
Nothing to hold
And those wounded wanderers
So dead set
And hopeful
Were forced into a gray
A forgotten rewritten grey
That stood for nothing
et. al.
And made them feel small
At first one
But then all
As they sought the help
And the cure
And the changes held
By the scarf
Of ineffable fortitude
-RTB
