Written for: Imaginary Gardens With Real Toads: Get Listed!
For this challenge, I have selected a few distinctive words from each poem. Use a minimum of THREE words (or derivatives) in a new poem on a subject of your choice.
Anarchy finds a center
when ceremony celebrates
a ruler, holier-than-thou,
who will lay waste
to country, bleed innocents,
be pitiless, and neglect tide
of opposition with artifice
and neglect. A country in tatters
where benefits gyre to those not
in need, will deny meaning
to our monuments, scattering
their ashes on what will become
an uninhabitable desert.