Dictator

To those who forgive me

I loathe you

for you are weak

No

your voices are not worthy

you spineless living

dead things

worthless as dumb dogs

 

If not incarcerated

I would do it again

would squeeze everything

out of you

 

land

 

pride

 

dignity

 

your life

 

No do not say you forgive me

you are not gods

You have no power to forgive

you are impotent

 

After I vanish

I will haunt you to your deaths

and there

I will be waiting

to squeeze the light from your soul

until nothing but darkness

_______________________________

from my sixth book-length manuscript

©dah / dahlusion 2015

all rights reserved

“Dictator” was first published in

‘The Recusant’ (U.K.)