Antithesis Of The Compassionate Heretic
Freedom, for the droplets able to cling to the sieve.
Privileged flourish, while the poor wane, gripping their window pane;
The last evidence of a house that they owned.
An agony in tight clenches, small spurts of prosaic red release from finger joints.
Smooth chrome gleams and gloats at rusted bronze,
Owners flagellating their own weak and chained.
Mastery, mastered faster than airplanes ran the sky.
Loosely clad little sluts, giddy, they giggle, at the poor in the far corner.
It’s not decline, if there is no room to fall.
It’s presumed perceptions, without a molecule of logical worth.
It’s nil in the eyes of the realist’s antithetic politics.
We’ll rip this ragged utopia in half.
Empathetic and passionate heresy will try again for the great banality labeled peace.
These cynics and holy heretics, wish to save, and improve.
The teary-eyed rhetoric of an activist on the brink of a blind bender of rage.
Protests so easily turn to riots;
Self-defense against the over-energetic and suppressant.
Molotovs paint the sky, and splash across buildings.
And the city? She burned the biggest conflagration this world has ever seen.
Author notes
It's about how we (and the government) treat the poor. It's disgusting.
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Nice...
..... ENDING... I really like this:
These cynics and holy heretics, wish to save, and improve.
The teary-eyed rhetoric of an activist on the brink of a blind bender of rage.
Protests so easily turn to riots;
Self-defense against the over-energetic and suppressant.
Molotovs paint the sky, and splash across buildings.
And the city? She burned the biggest conflagration this world has ever seen.
It speaks volumes. You've done a fantastic job. Thanks for entering the contest and the best of luck to you. Kassie -
Thank you for entering. You can fix as many errors as you like and make as many changes as you like until close of round on the 26th.
I have read your piece but I won't judge it until after the 26th.
Thanks for entering. Thanks for making a difference.
John
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