A Man Of Letters

Man inhumanity to man

Their sword pierce thru my eyes
Again they pierced my heart
Blood gushes out plentiful
Like a mouth that suffers diarrhoea

Hush!I hear them caution
Nobody must tell what we've done here
No eyes must see his corpse
Death will come to him shortly

'Death to the poet' they chant
He upset our appetite wit' too many letters
Too many whispering stanza
Too poisonous for a callous means like ours

I hear their horses gallop away
As the whip fades with distance
I must wait for dead wit' all its darkness
Wit' all its chains of bondage

But the spirit of liberty
Does not die with the exit of the pathfinder
They can only kill my mortal body
Alas,this evil can't out-write the ink of justice

Author's Note

Man inhumanity to man