A volatile air
Change hangs heavy,
Politics lost
Too a doctrinaire's sway
Deep convictions,
Desires they levy,
Fueling change
In a ferocious way.
Complacency's shell
Torn and tattered,
Where marching boots
Once smartly trod,
A gilded hat
Its shine now shattered,
Awareness bleeds
A path to God?
A congregation's
Sacrifice offered,
For a despot's cause
A fratricide's call
The powerless
Their mouths left unproffered,
A gaping maw
Awaiting their fall.
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