cheers

I drink with gods

in the sacred hall

forget the odds

men and mosters all



shed no tear

touch cup to lip

this dragon year

gulp don't sip



relish these wars

that in us define

catch what pours

taste the devine



love entire

this poet's mead

revel in desire

a soul freed



in blurry veiw

none surpass

comrades true

so raise that glass



this is no boast

time to forgive

this honored toast

for we still live