A mighty empire crumbles as the peasants all revolt.
The anger of the gods struck like a lightning bolt.
It seared the massive capitol, exposed the bags of gold.
The world watched in awe as this was once foretold.
That evil’s reign would end as the poor would find their voice.
Those weary souls rose up; they knew they had no choice.
They had to stop the beast and right was on their side.
A movement slowly formed; pushed by a rising tide.
Their fury was unleashed and the dam did overflow.
There were those who saw this coming so many years ago.
They stood as one together and faced their common threat.
Not one thought of surrender, it was time to go to bat.
Never did they flinch, nor retreat in mortal fear.
The armor of the righteous was their only battle gear.
They never gave up hope and their course was true and steady.
The time for change is ripe; and yes, we will we be ready.
Shelby I. Courtland
© 2013 Shelby I. Courtland