Virtuous Fading

How something virtuous fades
To the persistence of clock-hands play -
Rays of moonbeam gradated,
Dusk-to-dusk eternal.
How you fell from power,
My little Hitler, paper monster -
Precious ambition escapes with
Every allied victory.
One lunatic’s atrocity,
Somber by each visceral account -
As your Reich now fades to memory,
It shall pass with you.
How something virtuous expires
Is by perspective of strength,
And that is fleeting, at best -
The tired pause of glory

by Kelly Vinal

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