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The Fall of Freedom

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=== THE FALL OF FREEDOM===




There is an infiltration,


Within, information is taken,


Valuable, dangerous,


Yet no one shall save us,


A confrontation,


An assassination,


Through the ranks is replacement,


Multiple positions,


Multiple deceptions,


Several receptions,


Multiple deceptions,


Another nation,


Suffers an invasion,


There is an investment,


By shadowy figures,


Theyo re behind the curtains,


Pulling the strings,


Engineering a scheme,


And so,


And so,


The leader has fallen down the walls of his Tower,


Despite all his power,


Of course,


Ito s said to be an accident,


But ito s not that,


o Ito s really a contraption that,


Could collapse everything,o


The insiders sing,


There is something corrupting,


Destroying and destructing,


Toying and ploying,


Attacking and annoying,


Soon, a wall is raised,


o A wall,o ito s said,


o That cano t be breaked,o


For now,


Illiteracy has its reign,


Idiocy and stupidity,


Confusion and confusedly,


The eyes of the people,


Are clouded and clouding,


Their own friends against them,


The media poisoning their brainwashed minds,


Raids and battles,


Within the streets,


Leading right to the Capitol,


Where it is stopped,


o Now,o they say,


o You have failed us,


Paled and fled,


And joined the dead,o


And so, just like that,


The soldiers attack,


Civilians slain,


By their own kin,


An era of submission,


Of collision and commission,


o Now, you see,


You have failed and so haveno t we,o


Then, it seemed,


The people had lost,


Because of the cost,


Of the fighting and killing,


Ravaging the streets,


But so it was not,


For down in the shadows,


The puppet-masters schemed,


For they wereno t done,


And that was so,


Secret gatherings,


Secrets gathering,


In the darkness,


Away from prying eyes,


Rose a new king,


A king of rogues,


A ruler of the fallen,


The father of rebellion,


They took on new members,


Spies and thieves,


Traitors,


Smugglers,


Pirates, and those who convene,


The cells are cracked,


And criminals rise,


Outside of the city,


In the wasteland called War,


Though War it is not,


For that is a lie,


Fed to the people,


A trick to convince,


The public,


That danger is hence,


But out in the ruins,


Destroyed by plague,


Sickness of violence,


Lust for power,


Greed to bleed,


And the bloom of the Flower,


The Resistance hides,


Plotting and planning,


To crumple the false leaders sitting in the Tower,


Their numbers grow,


Entering the city,


But alas,


Some were caught,


Sent to a dungeon,


Of torture and despair,


Where they were taught,


That resistance wasno t fair,


Minds wiped,


Reprogrammed,


Cleaned,


And sent out again,


Agents of the Capitol,


The walls are broken,


Cracked and falling,


For freedom is calling,


Blood in the road,


Terror in the alley,


Gore in the streets,


Horror through the valley,


Citizens shy away from these feats,


Civilians in their homes,


Shrinking from the bloody meats,


Locking their doors,


Failing to participate,


But wanting to emancipate,


War returns,


And the city burns,


Inferno from the bombs,


From the cityo s urns,


Created by the masters,


And so the city burns,


As the soldiers die,


People run and children cry,


Horrid beasts from humanityo s end,


Unleashed by the labs of evilo s ends,


Raging and killing men of both sides,


Turning on each other,


Slaying one another,


Glaring from their eyes,


The dead fall down,


And the living rise up,


Climbing the heights of the city,


Setting bombs, letting bullets fly,


Jumping from roofs,


Committing suicide,


Order has collapsed,


Chaos is rising,


And the puppet-masters are still advising,


Playing a game,


Controlling the war,


It is happening again as it has before,


Even the masters cano t ignore,


That their power is fading,


The Tower falls and rises as ash,


Civilians roast in their homes,


Citizens toast in their bones,


Old crones and children new,


Panic and flee,


As the power,


Of that damaged tower,


Seeps from the city,


The conspiracy is finally unmasked,


The bodies go down and up comes a flask,


A vial of poison,


To end it all,


The ending of the end,


As the fallen fall,


Now the city is broken,


For it was just a prison,


And now,


As it should be,


All people are free,


Free at last,


Their captors strung,


Strung up to dry,


Power eroding in the wind,


Poison dripping from their tongues,


Freedom reigns supreme!

Be prepared! I am making an adventure map to accompany this poem! PM me if you want to help!
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09/10/2013 1:53 am
Level 17 : Journeyman Mage
Farik
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Thank you for the feedback! :D If you like this one, you should also check out my other poem, here:www.planetminecraft.com/blog/the-songs-of-the-shards-pt-1/
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09/10/2013 1:51 am
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OneSidedBattle
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Wow. It took me almost 3 minutes to read it all. Just phonominal!
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