AS YOU RECITED
was following you
up the hill,
climbing, climbing,
as you recited
but then
looked back (fatal
flaw) only to
realize,
what was a mighty river,
now, barely a stream,
now just a
couple of intrepid
stragglers,
the number diminished
so many disappeared
and now
just you and I until
with shock I
realized
that even you
had, lost heart, had
lost faith, or
it was
always a con
not willing
to die
upon
that hill
the whole of humanity
regimented, controlled,
faithfully in
line
told
what to do
marching off
to war
for Empire
to shed their blood
die in
droves
that power never
show
its
powerless face