Wednesday, November 21, 2012

Journal #20

Tea to the Tee
A blanket deep blue covers their faces
Anticipation fierce, spreading the night
A long time waited to sink the cases
Wait no longer, they would put up a fight

What would they say and do when in morning

Covered in dew, their beloved tea gone!
Flung in the sea, covered by the splashing
Water to wood, it would rot for their wrong

What kind of evil man can take away

From one of his brothers so easily?
Forcing men into forging their own way
He would only smirk and cackle cruelly

Who do we speak so harshly of you ask?

Your king. The man you give your loyalty
"A different man with different tasks!"
Of course you quickly spout with certainty

What a fool of a man you are! Blinded!

The facts are certain! Without doubt they are
Many women, children, and men grinded
Bit by bit because of your 'sinless' Czar

Now comes the time for men their sins to reap

The pain we have all felt they all shall keep
For better or worse, our country will be
And start with a simple task: dump this tea!

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