Dictator
To those who forgive me
I loathe you
for you are weak
No
your voices are not worthy
you spineless living
dead things
worthless as dumb dogs
If not incarcerated
I would do it again
would squeeze everything
out of you
land
pride
dignity
your life
No do not say you forgive me
you are not gods
You have no power to forgive
you are impotent
After I vanish
I will haunt you to your deaths
and there
I will be waiting
to squeeze the light from your soul
until nothing but darkness
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from my 6th book-length ms.
"Dictator" was first published in
'The Recusant ' (UK)
Copyright © Dah Dahlusion | Year Posted 2016
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