Responsibility's Veiled Enigma
In the shadowed realm where truth may hide,
A tale of chaos on that fateful tide,
January first, a day of dread,
The insurrection's bitter thread.
Whispers echo of a name unknown,
Who orchestrated this harrowing tone?
Faces masked, intentions veiled,
An enigma crafted, a truth curtailed.
Was it a mastermind, cunning and sly?
Or a collective force that dared defy?
Responsibility, a puzzle unsolved,
A mystery wrapped in secrets evolved.
Blame is cast upon diverse tides,
Accusations tossed, like shifting slides.
Yet truth eludes our searching gaze,
As the labyrinth deepens, we're left in a daze.
History's pages now forever marred,
By shadows cast, by trust is charred.
The January first insurrection's tale,
An enigma, a riddle that can't prevail.
Copyright © James Mclain | Year Posted 2023
Post Comments
Poetrysoup is an environment of encouragement and growth so only provide specific positive comments that indicate what you appreciate about the poem.
Please
Login
to post a comment