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Arthur Martyn Poem
The prisoner
Neath the sword of Damocles
the vassal lays supine
gazing up at bitter fate
an endless space of time
threadbare death above him
Hades there below
sacrificial fodder
carrion for the crow
echoing inside his head
he hears the gavel fall
liberty and truth betrayed
injustice for us all
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oligarchy reigns supreme
enslaves the masses poor
the corpses queue in single file
by score and score and score
Gehennas gates of tyranny
scream and bark again
And once inside the truth revealed
the iron will not bend
the Monarchs and the Kings, rotund
gather for the feast
and glut themselves upon the flesh
of the burden bearing beasts
Satiated, smiling
they lick their digits clean
and pizzle whip thier concubines
their slaves and diamond queans
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gone
the detritus of a squalid life
lay strewn across the floor
a thousand shards of glassy tears
honor gone
and gone
forever more
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