Thursday, 20 October 2011

In death, dignity defied



there is rarely ever dignity in the end
for the cornered oppresor,
fleeing
fluttering freefall from self-imposed pedestals,
more so this truth

and many rejoice
toss words like 'comeuppance' 'good riddance'
as though in that time of meting out oppression
they stood at the front line of opposition

voices echo loud now
raised in victory
while boots sink in to flesh not yet cold
the world watching, a sympathetic nod at this indecency

there's rarely ever dignity in the end,
for the cornered oppressor
more so this truth
but the indignities beyond death
they paint no pretty pictures either
not for those once oppressed
nor the onlookers,
grinning sympathy, wolfishly watching

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