corn piece

[fledgist]

those who are gone into the long cold dark

are soon forgotten in the raw hot fight

we take a short spell now to be contrite

and far too soon ignore the tiny mark

reminding each that they have to embark

and no one stays on shore by moral right

nor could be granted a much greater light

when there is but one choice simple and stark

there are no monsters out in that great deep

that we should fear just the unceasing calm

and silent starless wonder that began

where all the universe's secrets keep

in their old hearts the only honest balm

of open absence lacking evil plan