Fealty


It is my fault.
I think.
That you have forgotten
to fear me.

Watch me.
Take up arms.
Point the blade
into a shaft of sunlight.

The enemy without
may be fought with swords.
The enemy within
more insidious.

Let us see to our plan.
Do what we can.
With the time that remains.
Words contain.

Multitudes.
For fools.
Dancing folly.
Prancing jolly.

Until they remember.
A tortuous temper.
Designed to dismember.
And render.

Opposition obsolete.
Bend the knee.
Kiss my feet.
Fealty is complete.

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