"The Underdog"
A cavernous exploration-
A ravaging, a rape exploiting
the misinterpreted.
Hieroglyphs centuries young
to creatures unknown
to introspection.
Flurries of the mind
returning to an alphabetically
dismantled juxtaposition.
Nonsense moves mountains,
while the lame duck sits
in contemplation.
Revolving doors stuck
between parallels and paradise-
still unacquainted.
A feverish saint-
to the ill-begotten founder-
serves up propaganda.
The circus mouse performs

silencing the damned.
Ancient hostilities teamed
with pride and inquisition-
burning questions alive.
Even still, I am betting on the Truth.
I dig the visualization this poem brings; coupled with its hostile undertones and brutal honesty.
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