The Last Stand Poem by Ragy Sandid

I went to the police
The other day
I heard from them
Things I didn't want them to say.

Robed in power
They felt they had no limit
I had a small problem
They didn't want to be in it.

Other people
Who are of similar fashion
Stood on their pedestal
Ordered orders and received cash in.

They grew phoenix like
Out of ashes into immense figures
They intertwined desire and fear
And for each one they had a trigger

But I saw their volcano like
Structure come sucked down
Age is such an underground force
When it rises to take what it's found

Just as they combined desire and fear
Age unites with time
Allows to live their last year after year
With every breath wish for death

It seems the souls they stole
Of hope throughout the years survive
Happy somewhere with some thought
While they think being dead is better than being alive