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Tyrant Fallen

By Linda Imbler

Tyrant Fallen

Night has fallen on this house,
all is still, hushed.
The Master has passed into the great beyond.
His reckoning awaits.
No wailing or gnashing of teeth,
no tears have fallen, nor will
for this lately departed head of house.
A collective sigh fills the air,
an exhalation of breath, blessed relief.

The tyrant has at last been vanquished.
This residence purged of what poisoned it,
those who lived in fear now free
and in the morning with the fresh dawn
will come new hope, untried resolve.
It will spring from deep in the well of human endeavor,
will spread wings to fly up, up,
higher, higher, out, beyond,
seeing new sights, hearing new sounds
thinking independently for the first time.






Article © Linda Imbler. All rights reserved.
Published on 2018-05-07
Image(s) are public domain.
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