Echo of a maxim (poem)

You have pitted us all against each other,

we are enviously set against one another,

the illusion of your necessity fools the world,

you lie between lovers, a demon’s wings unfurled,

let it be known by all,

let it be despised and appalled,

CONTRA NATURAM

Gnawing ad nauseum at human tethers,

the dove is shot in flight, blood and feathers,

manifest misery…..

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