The Hill of Judgement

On the Hill of Judgement

Past and future converge

My feet now, where the bard

Once stood, once congregated,

courted love and death

on these grounds consecrated.

The gates are locked,

Encased in fear,

What would he think?

If he was here.

Would he jump, yell, and howl,
          Alarm every soul?”

Asking “Are ye herding the penny,
    Unconscious what evil await?”

    To the foul thief that shut the gates.

Wi’ tidings o’ damnation.”

To what degree, would he walk the line,

what angle would he divine?

As I ponder the question

his words to Miss Eliza dear

echo in my ear….

  “HOW, Liberty! girl, can it be by thee nam’d?
Equality too! hussey, art not asham’d?
Free and Equal indeed, while mankind thou enchainest,
And over their hearts a proud Despot so reignest.”


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