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Abolition
Once upon a time; hard to tell which piece.
Somewhere between reality and myth,
lies forge an identity lost on peace.
Keen bellows; hammer strikes unveil the Smith.
Akin; that prince slyly seeking the throne.
"Thus always to tyrants!" He blames the slain.
Raising cain, killing able, little's known
of overlords. Let complacency reign.
Let promised comfort lower the voices.
Rejecting the past; lesson in meaning.
Diluting verbiage; Alter choices.
Destined for slaughter; signal the weaning.
Take notice; an abolition’s at hand!
The abolition of Man; Masters planned!
Copyright ©
Dill Dennison
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