The Measured Tread of Jackboots
"If you want a picture of the future, imagine a boot stamping on a human face—forever."
George Orwell, Nineteen Eighty-Four
As light as a feather,
rich shiny leather
forcibly placed
into my face
again and again and again,
(how do you say?)
ad nauseam.
Should I do as you say?
Should I meekly obey?
Or should I question
what's been said?
But then I remember.
I feel the heelprint
on my head.
B.R. 31.05.2021
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