Again a Rome's burning
skins charred black
of many a righteous
bullied by the legion
She wearily marched
the fifty seven steps
up the capitol altar
of law enforcement
There the mother saw
a just brother bent
at the oppressive boot
of a state trooper
The blue legionnaire
posing as a sheriff
held up his whip
trumpling* on his betters
The showcase Caesar
put down his thumb
while flashing a grin
ordering thirty nine lashes
There the mother saw
the scourge lashing out
on those already burned
her scars bled fuzz blue
As the Republican mob
cheered and hailed
the lethiferous lashes
at the children of a King
Yet from far and above
the True and Ultimate
watched this great divide
on earth counter to heaven
The Eternal sighed
¡ Vote !
¡ March !
¡ Protest !
¡ Overcome !
¡ As on earth !
¡ As in heaven !
*
Yes, I know it is `trampling´ but given current times I think `trumpling´ is more fitting.
© 2020-08-28
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