The Dark Tower

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Editorial and Opinion  |  House: Booksie Classic


The tower of human wreckage leans and starts to fall
'They did it to themselves,' the Devil gleefully laughs
Once enlightened, once thoughtful, now left in the dark,
Flailing, wailing, thrashing, lashing, and suddenly lost
To a wolf savior in sheep's clothing they're helpless prey
The dark tower crashes down, trapping supporters and not
In the rubble of democracy; frightened faces at the window
Flash by as they fall, clawing for a grip to stop themselves
From falling, but there's nothing left of democracy to grab
The Devil didn't even have to break a sweat to rule our world,
Chose a stooge, appealed to his grandiose, and let 
Him set it all in motion--perfect storm of willing followers

Submitted: December 26, 2020

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Excellent writing, Mike.

Sat, December 26th, 2020 8:01pm


Thank you, Hull

Sat, December 26th, 2020 3:06pm

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