A "must read" poem

on it's way to Sh1tty 1st Draft ,written by Col.

The Desolation

Feed them to the jackals[1],
the raving, the desolate, the insolent;
let them tread on the roads of Mount Zion[2]
in old Jerusalem, and fall into the cenacle:
their last supper shall be their own
flesh, lured away by the cunning,
the slight, of huli jing[3].

A successful prince
owns the attributes
of both lion, and fox[4].

Don Diego de la Vega[5] may be proud,
but there is no pride to be found
amongst the ranks of the fallen:
their trenches lie in torrents of Hell,
with the thick stench of corruption
encasing hearts, a lion’s mane
grown ratted and matted with shame.

[1] Psalm 63:9-10: But those that seek my soul, to destroy it, shall go into the lower parts of the earth. They shall fall by the sword: they shall be a portion for foxes.
[2] Lamentation 5:18: Because of the mountain of Zion, which is desolate, the foxes walk upon it.
[3] In Chinese mythology, huli jing are fox spirits that lure men away from their wives.
[4] According to Machiavelli’s The Prince.
[5] Zorro (Spanish for ‘fox’) is the secret identity of the fictional Don Diego de la Vega.

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