Storms brew
Days end
Energy crackles above

As I close my eyes
Images of shackles

Men
Women
Children

Marching
To their disappearance

Open
Again

I see
Only power

Ominous
Irascible
Malicious
Irrational
Malevolent

Lines of transmission
For a singular mode of thought
Enabling the incarceration
The disappearing
Of free will itself

Then
The shackles of power alone
Would suffice

Though the disappearings
Always continue
Unabated
By lack of need

Simply
For the demonstration
Of power