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Like a whirlwind you tore through the land
Wreaking havoc
Against you it seemed none could stand
You inspired fear
You didn't care, indifferently
Eating the bones of children, ground to make bread
Rage in your heart, unjustifiably
Oppressive regime
Haunted meme of a brand new god
Brutality, calculating
Dissent crushed
You watched the darkness you had created
And thought that it was good
You smiled, abstractedly
And yet you were brought down, suddenly
No warning, irony
That faraway look in your eyes
Your mouth slumped on one side
A numb arm
Faux-drunken speech, your close enemies pretending not to understand
Blinding pain in your head
Everything became distant
You lost consciousness
And were left to die
No longer useful, no more a threat
Meat hanging in the abattoir
And so it was announced
God is dead
And people smiled inwardly
Hoping for relief
And on that selfsame day
A poor man, hungry
Begging for bread, pitifully
His family long dead (?)
He'd slogged his guts out to put food on the table
Had made himself ill, working underground
His wife and children had been taken away while he was on nightshift, sorrowfully
He'd come home to an empty house
Under cover of darkness he ran away and somehow managed to escape, terrified,
Years elapsed
Soul slashed
Body mashed
Now in pain he lies himself down to sleep
But not to wake
Darkness, eerily
Shades of grey, warily
Waiting
Sitting next to each other
In chains, horribly
The poor man looks at the god in the gloom
And laughs
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