Insurrection

08/01/2021 - Bonus Poem



In the shadow of giants

Ants grow weary

Of perceived oppression

By forces without power

Fed from the teat

Of rage and hatred

Not by mothers

With love everlasting

But by monsters of men

Filled with self-importance

And driven by greed

For that which is beyond them –

Mistaking fear for respect –

Until their violence blinds

And their blood boils

Entering hallowed halls

Where they belong not

Treading boards indelicately

Puppets, every one

Unwittingly used

By soulless masters

To undermine freedoms

They have long given up

When they allowed their mind

To be dissolved by the bleach

Drip fed to them by traitors

Inside their house