The Lady�s under glass today
Her voice has bite.
She tilts her head, the clear lens draws reflections
Brown eyes watch like stone
Beneath a shield.
Beneath the glass, she�s weeping.
Star tears blur her eyes for Peace
Or some other thing
Out of her reach.
From one minute to the next
She forgets
How to pull a trigger.
She�s all fury under glass.
Her heart is somewhere else
Out of her reach
But does she remember
That she even owns one?
Does she know she left her heart in a glass coffin
On a general�s desk
In an office on Earth?
And can she see that under glass, it�s breaking
While she stalks the stars
Searching for his perfect world?
The Lady under glass
Would have us tear the world apart
In someone else�s name.
The Lady unprotected
Countermands the order.
And which do I obey?