above him
the broken bell of justice
rang silent
announcing
the judgement
of fate
beside him
swayed a knotted rope
of injustice
a loophole
for the convenient neck
of "he'll do"
beneath him
waited the ten foot fall
of destiny
the guilty had killed for this
but today innocence meant for nothing
around him
formed a crowd
of blind revenge
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dusk arising (
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Comments4
powerful and deftly woven words of volcanic rage,
appreciated the broken bell imagery from first stanza being reinforced within the physical shaping of the poem,
brilliant!
I think stating the obvious would be far too simple .. you have clearly thought long and hard about which words fit best and how and where to place them... even the bold font and large print cry out to be not only seen, but considered ....
when the finger is pointed.. a feeding frenzy aint often far behind..... is it.
... Neville
A shudder succeeds this haunt of a read and stays long after D.A. - - -- Fate indeed often hangs on the uncaring neck of delusional judgement. This must go into my faves.
Very strong write d a.
Innocence certainly seems to be meaningless in this day and age.
Andy
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