Broke His Crown
by Scott Thomas Outlar / August 3rd, 2014
Hey, Mister Mason
what’s that you’re building?
Do you think that it’s sturdy
and not destined to fall?
Finger to your lips
shh, it’s a secret
Once out in the open
the truth will be revealed
Black and white pieces
hold your positions
Checker the floorboard
as we settle all scores
Oaths that were taken
were given in shadow
Now run to your corners
the Light has come on
Hey, there, King-Maker
your puppets are tattered
Hey, Wizard of Darkness
your reign is dismissed
Dawn of the New Day
ain’t what you thought, eh?
The Phoenix is rising
as we leave you below
Scott Thomas Outlar is a lover of truth and enjoys researching
philosophy, psychology, politics, spirituality, and any other facet of
consciousness in the pursuit of reaching a higher state of vibration.
He also enjoys writing rants, poems, essays, short stories, and
prose-fusion screeds covering such subjects. Scott Thomas can be reached at
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This article was posted on Sunday, August 3rd, 2014 at 8:01am and is filed under Poetry.
