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Moments of two after drinking the hemlock

I stare at his lecherous gaze

Pondering back through the decades and centuries

Follow his wretched ways

Echoes resounding the madness and suffering

On his Procrustean bed

"Off with his head!"

All there wasted and gone

All for philosophy's son

Mission to Delos preparing for sacrificing

Far from the prisoner's cell

Seconds before all the echoes of tragedy

Freed from Minotaur's spell

Ignorant jurors condemn the philosopher-king

For his arrogant ways

Shackles are lifted, a cock to Aselepius

Moments or two after drinking the hemlock

I stare at his lecherous gaze

Crowning achievement of decadent centuries

Followed his wretched ways

Echoes resounding the madness and suffering

Upon his Procrustean bed

Mongoloid virtues of indolent citizens

Sounding "Off with his head!"