their fierceness of fierce intention brought
a malice, spoliation, bitter and bereft
of love’s sweet gesture, humanity deprived
of Earth’s innocence, her graceful air.
that abstracted throne, the dark space of evil
possessed in this seat for the time remained,
blood spilled in hate, and in envious rage,
mischief spread in gratuitous revenge.
the spectrum, all sides, innumerable projections,
hear that dismal universal hiss; the sound
of politicians and the public applauding – they would
have spoke truth, but the fork shaped tongue.