An
echo reflected back
but
he could not hear it.
The
words left without truth
so
could not return true
and
thus he lost them.
He
could not hear it anyway.
They
landed where they were meant to
and
they caused the pain he intended.
As
he was not a scholarly man in all
he
could not see
for
he did not care.
His
annoyance ceased
and
he was done,
to
see which was chosen:
with
or against.
He
never for a moment
thought
of the third,
that
perhaps
he
was entirely wrong.
And
so the echo
continued
on its way
and
tyranny once again
won
the day.
The
Emperor is naked,
for
his blindness,
deafness,
and
indifference.
have
brought him hubris.
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