Need I remind you?
Of the principle
You made
To be followed by all
You said.
And followed all
But you
For you
That principle was
A matter of choice.
All chose it,
You chose it not.
All followed,
You followed not
“I made it,” you yelled
“I unmade it,” you roared
I curse my creation.
Curse you, you foolish
Principle. You chain my
Deeds to my words.
Damn you, Damn you
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Here I am again, here
You are, the principle
Perished, and people
Live on.
You are to them
A memory they
Don’t remember,
A history they’ve
Forgotten.
Your face, to them
Nothing
Ahh, the misery
The pity of it
You, the maker of principle
Are alive,
But are you?
You breathe,
But do you?
You wish, ehh?
How dare you?
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You, the one who reads
Want to know about the
Principle?
That perished by the
Hands of its maker?
It was, “Once agreed to a thing,
Dare not to corrupt thy promise”.