Confident Dissident For J.T.Early Poem by ivor or ivor.e hogg

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I stand and gaze with wonderment.
The Gates of Gold and ivory
are slowly opening for me.
A rebel and a dissident.

What did I do that I deserve
admission to Valhallas halls?
What waits for me within those walls?
I only did my best to serve

my fellow men as best I could
I bore no sword only my pen.
Tried to defend my fellow men
from tyrants as a writer should.

Defied the men who censured me.
The men who sought to rule force.
Because I upheld freedoms cause
I risked my life and liberty.

They harried me by night and day
but still would not toe the line
I did my best to undermine
the lies they broadcast, in my way.

Although they could imprison me
and ban my words from being read
This action could not stop the spread
of my ideals of liberty.

Accused of treason by the state.
They made a martyr out of me.
They were so blind they could not see.
The slowly moving hand of fate.

Which would destroy eventually.
The stranglehold they sought to keep
The people would rise from their sleep
prepared to fight for liberty.

And so in time it proved to be
Their unjust rule was overturned.
A lesson that all tyrants learned.
Although it was too late for me.

Subjected to their cruelty
I had been starved and brutalised
Which left me partly paralysed.
Although I was at last set free.


I will not live long enough to see
my dreams of liberty come true
All that I have to leave to you,
My words my only legacy.

The gates of gold and ivory
are open wide and I pass through.
It’s some thing which I have to do.
For once I act obediently.

I need not fear the consequence
I cast my rebel role aside
For here I have nothing to hide
Rewarded for my eloquence.

15-Dec-08

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