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Higher Cause

by Ann Hawfield


Tireless
Silence shrouds the world
All cries
Vanish

Its effect is riotous
Roaring
A life all its own
Demanding
An audience of complicity

Crushing
A society of the lost
Numb
Teeming with heretics
Vain insignificant souls

Crossed
And unsuited for transformation
Allegiance to the exalted word

Solicitous beings
Usurped from the throne of truth
Ousted by
Nascent wraiths thriving by avarice

Forsaken
A pursuit of equality
The epitaph of humankind
He who did not serve a higher cause
Served no cause at all


Copyright © 2006 by Ann Hawfield

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