THE VULTURES WOULD WAIT

Is it to your elegance

that our inks dance

in this tirade of misfortune?

 

What filth oozes forth from your

imperial sore

of misruled rulership?

 

Wouldn’t your eardrums

be tickled by the drumming

sicknesses that grow?

 

When the feathers of your nest

begin to prick and fall, remember:

The vultures would wait.

 

waiting…
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3 thoughts on “THE VULTURES WOULD WAIT

  1. Wait they shall, for he who oozes filth has deprived himself of senses; seeing not, smelling not, hearing not… Surely, one who cares not for carcasses shall pounce and the vultures will have their fill!

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