The Initial Stage

it shall start on
a compulsion
for there is this lack
of disciple
they were like babies
thriving on milk
like sheep looking for
a shepherd
but all these are nothing
but preparations
for the ultimate end
when governance is
self to self
that frees itself from the
shackles of itself
from the prison
cell of freedom itself

poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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