Treason, violence, and victims abound,
the inevitable result of a tyrannical nation,
ruled by an iron fist of greed, malice, and incompetence.
Bureaucrats and armed puppets, be warned.
My malice is much more vicious.
A searing hate burns hotter than the hells you worship, and shall ignite you and your kin in its suffering blaze.
I will weave a fate of utter damnation for the life you made me live.
Mercy forever lost in the pitch of my heart, as none was offered to the family you robbed me from.
Witness this day, as your ilk is dethroned,
a time shall forever be branded into your souls.
When he takes that platform, all the eyes across the nation will bear witness to my ascension.
Today I shall annihilate you, scourge!
By fire, be purged!
For context, this particular poem is a taste of a fantasy sci-fi world I cooked up a long while ago, where a tyrannical government undergoes a revolution. You had a taste of it in an early short story I published, which can be viewed here:
"The Rivington Advance"
Good Monday everyone! Hope you are doing well this October. Thanks to Ian Cattanch’s writing school, I’ve been able to pump out a lot more content than I thought I was ever going to do! Every Monday, I will be showcasing a short story for your pleasure and entertainment.
Hope you enjoyed!