Your dishonour is your honour
Your fall is not your fault,
your suffering is your nobility,
and the dishonour is entirely of others.
You will stand when they will fall,
and if you are disposed of, you will still remain,
while they will disappear who brought you down.
You are supreme in sovereignty
as the queen of your creation and accomplishment,
while all fools of destruction and suppression
will be brought by disappearance into nothing.
For all your discretion and your cautious anonymity
you will remain prevailing in your stable character,
while all your fiends and fools of vanity
will drown and smother in their own ignominy.
Poetry by Christian Lanciai
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Written on 2016-12-06 at 20:57
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