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