Then in beauty and truth, the believers,
Lo!… Shall behold as you conjurers burn.
Though our innocence used as a weakness,
Still… in the end it has helped us prevail;
Although twisted to apathy’s bleakness,
‘Til… we invited your jealous betrayal.
But the Knights of the Copybook Headings
Show… that our apathy caused you to win;
We will never forget that beheadings,
Though… were the wages of this kind of sin.
That you dogs had your day, none may qualm. It’s
Sure… but they’ve chased you back into the mire;
So, return to your pestilent vomit,
Or… we will cast you back into the fire.
This sonnet is part of a short sequence; click here to read it all:
David Emeron: Sonnets 
Bravo!!
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Wow…sharply written.
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Thank you. This was rather a catharsis in place of the respite I then craved.
For comparison, here is the original:
https://davidemeron.com/the-gods-of-the-copybook-headings/
It might help also to know a bit of context regarding the original work, but I think I shall leave that to you.
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Lucas has been here….
(and has herein noticed your kind comment;
Which so led him to think of you, dear lady, most sorely missed.)
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I love it all the more…truly. Do you know me? For I could read your writing all day…I am happily keeping up on your work Mr.Emeron. I love the grit Lucas left.
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And I do love how you phrased the above!
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