Unbidden September 11 (Draft 0)

Unbidden Dickens

A Dickens of a time,
a tale of two elevens.
A tally of sin not permitted.

September 11,
The Emperor bides his time
while the merchants of spin
weave a cloth of obfuscation

The count of his sins, no,
a tally ban instead.
The Emperor wears a mask.

Some have a natural immunity to lies,
some succumb to a reign of terror

Except for ‘un règne de terreur’
Truth has a head

In a public square
a hickory guillotine waits

dickens, Dickens, and hell,
a trounce ran out the clock
“Hickory Dickory Dock”

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