Hissing words tormented his ears

Provocative glances lay him bare

A huddle of judges, whispered their sentence

“String the fool up, high into the air”

No mourners witnessed his execution

Nobody to waste a tear

Unmarked grave unattended

Year after year after year


Published by paul

The visionary lies to himself.. The liar, only to others. Friedrich Nietzsche...

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