You sit with such serenity
Quiet, sage-like, benevolent even
With only a threat lying buried deep, unspoken, half-forgotten
Lulled into oblivion,
Till you erupt…
And centuries of accumulated angst
Pours forth like lava,
All the wrongs that went un-protested
Now gush out from your womb torn open
Burning red, angry, indiscriminating,
Your tears, vaporized
Cloud the earth with its grey ash
What has choked you so long
Now suffocate your tormentors
The hermit becomes the destroyer
Roaring declaration of its powerful existence
…
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