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

 

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 from my 6th book-length ms.

"Dictator" was first published in

'The Recusant ' (UK)