SWORD DRILLS

The sun reflects off the flashing blade
A silent communiqué of the joy of movement
And grace
A beautiful and joyous lesson in the ways of light
And hope.
 
But at once the display darkens
Suddenly sinister
As blood appears out of nowhere
And slips down the blade
To the music of children's screams
And the rendering of family.
 
This is the true beauty of the world
The darkness as it interlaces the
Light.