Word of the Day Challenge #88-Untitled Poem

Stark

grey

black

stretched against nothing

hanging

convicted of crimes

though never charged

cronies love him so.

Shake with one hand

stab with the other

Julius Caeser

he is not…..

although

assassination at cohorts hands

not so unimagined.

Fears

doors locked

barred

danger roams the streets

ravages the night

no one held responsible

for reprehensible acts.

Tyranny…..

Justice…..

rise of one

death of the other

vultures gather round

tearing flesh

rending reality

bending it to their will.

For those with eyes

witness they bear

as History arises once more.

©Feb. 21/20

Picture is my own