scribbler
Mar 18, 2011

SPREADING PLAGUE

I sit in fear it may come here
this plague advancing much too near
it has advanced without remorse
can nothing keep it from its course ?

For decades it was held in check
my hob-nailed boot upon its neck
but now it seems it's running wild
infecting woman, man, and child

So I sit behind my palace walls
hoping that this contagion stalls
but unlike all of the times past
I fear it may get me at last

Now I hear it at my door
running boots on marble floor
echos and shouts out in the hall
the plague of Freedom comes to call

About This Poem

Style/Type: Structured: Western

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Editing Stage: Editing - rough draft

About the Author

Region, Country: South Carolina, United States, USA

Favorite Poets: Frost

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Comments

Bonitaj

I think many of us are ensconsed behind out "glass walls" - liked your description better - Palace Walls - i.e. you've still got is so good! Nice imagery!
Boni

Geezer

all you dictators! The plague is here! Yes, it is at the palace gates, threatening to come over the wall, and infect everyone. I love this one, it speaks to the growing trend of Democracy the world over. Your title drew me in, the word usage was really good, and it flowed well, with the rhyming superb. All in all, a very good write! ~ Gee

S

I just hope the freedom is not hijacked. thank you for the visit and kind remarks................scribbler

S

yes,it semms to move from place to place with its present center of contagion being northern Africa and Arabia.............stan