In Defence of Past Mikado

It is an age of acceptance
Passed the time to mourn
Your defence of incommunicado
Set deep into the ring of thorns

You offer me no hope
So I will go
Nowhere else
Instead

You offer me no hope
For you
Our love is long gone
Dead

Think then of deliverance
The bull caught by the horn
Your defence of passed Mikado
The executioner enthroned, reborn

You offer me no hope
So I will go
Elsewhere
Or no

You offer me no hope
For you
I am from long ago
Or so


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