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Topic: Up and Down (04/02/09)
TITLE: Ruler’s pride and fall.
By Josiah Kane
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On stainless steel's sturdy spite.
He made the fields barren.
Through his unrelenting fight
He shredded through his foes
Through those who stood for right.
He battered them with blows.
'Till they lay as dead at night.
With cruel corrupted battering.
He pounded men to dust.
He gazed upon his splattering,
Of flesh on Earth's harsh crust.
He drank up all their flattering.
Then mauled in broken trust.
He robbed them of their tattering.
To sate his black heart's lust.
Face shimmering under sunbeams.
It was a mask of untainted gold.
A miser basking in his dreams,
Though his silvered cloak was cold.
He'd seized the land and streams
He held banquets in his great halls.
Smooth oils and dainty creams
Coated the feasts between his walls.
Owning adulation, never-ending praise.
He was worshipped, he was god.
People singing, his name to raise,
Bowed beneath his royal rod.
The fiercest flood, the hottest blaze,
Could not destroy the tyrant king.
He would soar throughout all days
Nothing could graze his wing.
The rock of countless ages
Looked from heaven high above.
With the wisdom of the sages
Through his ocean-loads of love.
He paid the sinnersâ€™ wages.
In a surge of righteous wrath.
Tore open the vampireâ€™s cages
Giving him to Satanâ€™s path.
Though once proudly standing
Heâ€™d crashed into the ground.
His shame shone like branding
His cries made such a sound
He could not be demanding
He was brittle, bent and frail
After his terrible landing
He slept in dew and hail.
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