A jellyfish does not have a spine but they can kill you all the same.
So, I’m a little confused when “spines” are mentioned in a conflict’s claim.
“Manly men” are mystified as heroes with spines of iron rebar.
But iron melts, under friction’s heat, & cowards fear it’s lava scar.
So, any blight that comes by night can smelt the bones of every “man”.
Then, who will smite the evil sprite that muddles our mettle where it can?
It is not the fight that makes all right, draping blind justice in fresh blood.
It’s the harvest we yield, after wars, from fields; where marrow soaked the mud.
Though, it’s better still to work the mill; away from pastoral terrors.
Angry lines won’t open minds & free softer hearts from toxic errors.