“Hail!” An earnest voice resounded
All (or many) knelt.
The clamour of that voice
Ascended, its fringes bubbling
Offshoots emerged, that voice
Broadened – flooding
And then, its waves receded
To a staunch mingle,
Only to penetrate far
And hard, time interspersed...
Another voice burgeoned –
Some(or, many)
noticed.
That voice,
even, reverberated
Branching, yes, and then...
Voices fell hard on each other,
Not of themselves, rather
Off their tawdry limb(s),
Only to croak ... one loved, one left.
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