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Le Morte d'Columbia

a poem

By Matthew J. FrommPublished 2 years ago 1 min read
Le Morte d'Columbia
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Drums

Drums

Drums

In the deep

Bellowed through Moria

Sounding defeat...

The bells

The bells

They toll for thee

Heathens condemned

With self-righteous pleas...

Bang

Bang

Bang

Liberty's gavel sings with glee

A just sentence passed

All jurors agree...

These notes of finality

Understood in universality

...Unless…

A flaw in Columbia’s armor

Renders her unsafe harbor

Shielded by immunity

Nero may fiddle with impunity

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Matthew J. Fromm

Full-time nerd, history enthusiast, and proprietor of arcane knowledge.

Here there be dragons, knights, castles, and quests (plus the occasional dose of absurdity).

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