Word of the Day Challenge #45-Untitled Poem

Dressed in black
head to toe
blending with the shadows
moving with stealth
light on the feet
hide quick
here comes the guard!
Shuffle along endless corridors
never finding an end
a door that will open
letting in light
chasing away the nightmare
that this life has become.
Bended knee
all hail the three headed king
who cannot
should not
have a chance to speak.
Someone…..
Anyone…..
cut off their heads.
Hydras are feared
created
should three heads become six
well shit
may as well admit
it is all undone.
Bidden
you do not understand the mission
scout you shall
plan we will…..
Lop off its heads…..
Kill the beast…..
Let real men arise
with answers…..
fix the problems
the red beast derived.
For Freedom.
For Self Respect.
For Truth.
Give unto the people
their power
fear the scourge they shall begin.
©July 23/19
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Abide

Tip toe through the tulips
gripping your crown
see the clown dancing
swaggering
strutting
prancing
along the avenue
trickling bones
from his finger tips.
Furtive glances
side long smiles
see how they grin
believing
understanding
(or so they thought)
no one would see passed…..
Can can dancers
slight of hand
magic sparkles
thrown in the air
drowning
hiding
cloaking
dastardly deeds played out.
Wide mouthed smiles
banalities uttered
false truths waved around.
White flags
give unto the enemy
hand it over
freedom
currency spent
deposited into the coffers of aliens…..
whilst brave men
audacious men
fight for reality
fight for equality
fight for authenticity
fight to live life
fight to right the wrongs.
Wishes become horses
beggers do ride
time has come…..
Finally
all shall abide…..
©June 17/19
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