Sonnet to Sedition [sonnet]

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Denouement looms for all upon this earth
as power-mad, debauched, demented men
(who know not what a human life is worth)
with hubris value swords above the pen.

The time will come when none can stand alone
for frogmarched to the gallows we will be
and into black hole prisons will be thrown;
our crime: refusing blind conformity.

But making burning embers into one
instead of being discrete points of heat
means fire will glow with more strength than the sun
thus rendering our impact more complete.

The time has come to find those other coals
with whom to play those undergroundly roles.
© 2017, Alan Morrison

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