Champion of the right of men
to dignity and freedom, when
his evil enemies prevailed,
imprisoned him, his work reviled.
Captive for so many years
his people mourned with bitter tears.
Around the world opinion sweetened,
wicked autocrats were beaten
the will for justice overcame ─
their hero freed to start again,
to fight for right, to reappear,
enjoy his people’s happy cheers.
He steered his people through the storm,
lived long successful years, performed
feats of reconciliation,
merited the adulation.
When at last his end was near,
his people mourned with grateful tears.
This was written for two prompts – at dVerse yesterday they asked us to write about or in the persona of a human sculpture. And as I’m a sucker for an interesting form, I leapt at the chance to experiment with the Collins Sestet as described in detail at Poetic Bloomings. This form is usually written in heroic couplets which I thought would be appropriate for my subject. I found it much harder than I expected.