When our enemies conspired to burn us at the stake,
You were unaccounted for.
When they arrived for a clash,
You ran and hid like a frightened mutt.
Slumped in the corner.
Spineless.
Satisfied.
Comfortable in your collar,
Your leash revealed the master.
Blindly obeying to appease politics’ pockets.
Saving face trumped saving principles,
Words leaked from your mouth like drool.
Your rabid eyes were always searching.
I wanted to drive you into the ground,
Instead I heaped coal on your head.
Never returning to that school of compromise,
I left you to decay in your kennel.
A kennel of brick and brimstone.
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