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Languishing in the illusion
Mirage of graven gold
A banquet for the meek
Famine to the bold
Reduced to ruminants, stricken
A spiritual malaise
Heads bowed in reverence
Beneath a gleaming blade
Blind, with bound hands they are led through the maze
Eternally mindful of the keepers of the cage
Like a lurching ship in a perilous storm
Staying the course with dismay
Deception and aspersion
By vipers in the rule
Doctrines, institutions
Reining in the fools
Insidious locution
An idiom uncloaked
The inmates, disaffected
Seek refuge in revolt
The threads that bound so taut, so tight
Severed twain that dreadful night
Structures fall by nimble fire
The strident masses rise
All points converge upon collapse
Attempted absconding by those who oppressed
Vanished like rabbits into the brush
The oration of ammo from firing squads
Upheaval unleashed, night of fire in the garden
Woe, for the hand has risen against the oculus
Women and children wailing in somber timbres
While temerity of men fills the streets with carrion
Those who cry for return are greeted with death or lashings
Taken for those who wore their fetters as finery
Coldly, in the end, man cannot escape his madness
As all forge ahead through ordeals of the labyrinth
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