Notice of absence from Tristan Robert Lange
Life is full of seasons. This is a season of transition for me, where I will be moving with my family to a new location. As such, with much logistics to consider, I am doing my best to keep up. Please know if I accidentally don't respond, it is not because I am ghosting or becoming distant. Once things settle after the move, I am sure life will return to some normalcy. In the meantime, and always:
Read 👓, Write ✍️, Rise 🌅, Realize 🤯.
Tristan 🌹🖤🙏🕯️🐦⬛
Life is full of seasons. This is a season of transition for me, where I will be moving with my family to a new location. As such, with much logistics to consider, I am doing my best to keep up. Please know if I accidentally don't respond, it is not because I am ghosting or becoming distant. Once things settle after the move, I am sure life will return to some normalcy. In the meantime, and always:
Read 👓, Write ✍️, Rise 🌅, Realize 🤯.
Tristan 🌹🖤🙏🕯️🐦⬛
Justice never seems to get carried out,
Even in moments where things seem clear.
Heaven knows this has been proven true,
Agonizingly so, in the annals of history.
Nothing new to say—we pass up vision,
Nix wisdom over silly details like age.
Eventually, folly is less forgiving.
Liberators used before discarded—
Annihilation of the voice we called for.
Peasants are no less than kings,
Underestimated as they may be.
Commissions become excommunications,
Elephants stampede hidden in plain sight,
Let us get what we want, praise then parse;
Let us send the lamb to its slaughter.
Eventually, we might see this is wrong.
© 2026 Tristan Robert Lange. All rights reserved.
First published on tristanrobertlange.com, June 7, 2026.
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- Comment from author about the poem: An acrostic Scorched Sunday poem. Part of my Scorched Strays collection. History is filled with people called upon when courage is needed, then condemned when conviction becomes inconvenient. This piece reflects on one such stray.
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- Users favorite of this poem: sorenbarrett, Paul Bell, GenXer Sharon 🙏🍀, Cindy, Teddy.15
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excellent write my friend
Norman, thank you, my friend. Much appreciated as always...glad you enjoyed it and grateful you stopped by. 🔥🙏⚖️🖤
most welcome
Joan of arc a name well know become a symbol of courage and spirituality that didn't end well. Well written my friend with nuances toward judgements made by power mongers and those that professed piety but whose eyes were set on worldly riches and domination. Well written and a fave
Soren, my friend, this is exactly the conversation I hoped the poem might spark. Joan of Arc obviously stood firmly in the background while I wrote it, but she is hardly alone in history. Thank you for spending some time with this one and for the fave...always appreciated. 🔥🙏⚖️🖤
It is my pleasure my friend
There’s a stern clarity here—like you’re naming the pattern without flinching from it.
Feels like a warning carved in stone… that we see it, and still choose it anyway.
Thomas, my friend, this is very much how I see it as well. The tragedy is rarely that the signs were hidden...it is that they were visible all along. Thank you for such a thoughtful reflection and for taking the time to engage so deeply with it. 🔥🙏⚖️🖤
Powerful expression, friend 🕊️🙏🏻
Thank you, my friend. Much appreciated...glad this one connected with you. 🔥🙏⚖️🖤
Most welcome, Tittu 🕊️🙏🏻
You're as good as your lawyer. Yes, his body entered the knife my cliant was holding, five times resulting in his death. Clear cut.
If history tells you anything, it's lead from the back, that way you don't get stabbed.
Paul, my friend, there is a dark truth hiding in that bit of humor...moments are not always kind to those out front. Thank you for spending some time with this one. 🔥🙏⚖️🖤
You never fail to intrigue the reader! Wonderful write!
Sharon, my friend, thank you for such kind words. Knowing a poem sparked curiosity and held your interest is about the nicest compliment a writer can receive. Always grateful for your support. 🔥🙏⚖️🖤
Good write T. Popeye was called on to give an account of his glugging, btu he never turned up! lol.
Orchi, my friend, the tribunal is still waiting for Popeyeus Glug Maximus Solus to appear...last report had him fleeing aboard the S.S. Gluggington with Scooby at the helm. Ruh-roh! 🤣🔥🙏⚖️🖤
Lol.
Marvelous poetry and as I'm a resident Libra ⚖️ just is one of my pet hates when there isn't any. Powerful and provocative 🌹
Teddy, my friend, thank you kindly. The Libra connection made me smile...and yes, the absence of justice has a way of rubbing against the grain. Glad you found it both powerful and provocative. Always appreciated. 🔥🙏⚖️🖤
Okay.Every line here needs a comment. There is so much here amigo that is so true.Justice never seems to be carried out down to letting the lamb go to slaughter.An amazing poem that puts all this together.For me the innocent suffer along with the guilty
David, my friend, I think that's one of the great tragedies of it all. The scales rarely tip cleanly...and too often those caught in the middle bear wounds they never asked for. Thank you for such a thoughtful read and for spending time with this one. 🔥🙏⚖️🖤
it is good to know you and few others have the courage to stand up and call out the duplicity of those in power - who call out, and then condemn those who answer...a great write
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