Oh, words, br you were empty vessels br grazing on virgin hillsides, br transparent to the sun. br br Conscripted and sentenced br to forced marches, br charging into no-man's land, br br you forgot who you were. br Repent, words. Remember. br Purify yourselves. br br Find those white wings. br Fly up and out br a chimney in the heart, br br on a dark night br when no one sees.