Falling From Grace

Sit no longer on high pedestal
you once thought you were
No longer idols or instructor
Nor wanted as provider or protector

Betrayed by hubris that blinds you
brutality retribution oppression
Your words of respect and Duty
replaced by venomous false accusations

Play with malevolent resentment
In a game of political chess
Veiled in duplicity and lies
Your motives are all now suspect
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Posted: Sep 2021
About this poem:
Another poem/Song from the Quill of my D&D alter Ego Allwyn Marcher
This one is an attack on an Order of holy of knights who abandon the Vows they made in order to gain political power,
The time Allwyn wrote this and started to "perform" it on the streets of Cordor This order was attacking and killing any who dared speak out against their crimes, On the basis of Were the good guy so if you don't support us you must be the bad guys
It was a Fun time Role Playing an annoying Bard

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