O These Tyrants! Poem by DM W

O These Tyrants!



O these tyrants are
Now busy making bold, new,
Horrific marks on
History's blood - stained pages!
I look up at the skies
At night and all I perceive
Are cold, distant stars.
Nothing ever seem to change.

Saturday, May 1, 2021
Topic(s) of this poem: history
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