The Abiter Poem


Who is the arbiter for you.

Do they listen and do what is fair?

Fair to you or themselves instead.

Exclusionary is a scary word.

Hints at unbalance.

A flaw in the system.

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Others covet the power.

Crawling from the cracks in the walls like vermin.

Not caring for the balance.

Single minded push for the self or a goal.

Does not matter what the arbiter did in the past.

It belongs to them instead.

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I wonder who will be the next arbiter.

Will it be a passing of a torch or a forced burden?

An act of need instead of want.

Heavy as a crown pinned to the brow.

A beginning and end of a lineage.

Whispers of destruction.

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I do not want to be the arbiter.

A job with endless consequences.

This power is not freedom and never was.

A cursed treasure that harms when handled.

Prized beyond life but not always affecting our own.

Doom heralded by the wings of liberty.


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