He stood at the edge of the old castle’s parapet

separating wall from void
of the hungry abyss down below
and further out the gleaming sea
splashing endless waves lapping
onto the yellow sandy beach

then he raised his arm
as if taking an oath
as if promising to come back
at another time when we’d need
one to stand against
the greed and gluttony of the few
who comfortable and fat as they were
dwelled in their satiation

the old castle that couldn’t tolerate
leaders with blinkers, creaked
as our hero insisted pointing to
the endless abyss towards the sea

and stepping on the parapet’s edge
he crossed himself over
before he flew into
the deliverance of emptiness