Poetry

Sovereign

The Underworld was mine. My sovereign birthright. But I was cast out before the throne was mine. With a passing thought, a billion suns spread across an infinite universe petrified and burned out, casting everything into darkness, making it my New Underworld.

© Sarah Doughty

For the ‘Support Insta Writers’ August Prompts
(based on books written by authors in the IG community)
hosted by Tracy and Journee.

In My Own Flood by @c.strigas_sexyasspoet

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27 thoughts on “Sovereign”

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      1. All of man’s mythologies (and of course ancient “religious” manuscripts including the bible and the Bhagavad Gita and other Hindu scriptures) contain direct references, or strong allusions, to our real history, a history that is malignantly and deliberately hidden from Earthian humanity in order to control it and keep it enslaved to false beliefs, whether these be religious, political or economical. If we understood how we are daily hoodwinked into destroying our world, into wars, into genocide, into misogyny and racism, into fear of death, then we would certainly discover the means to turn this around. Many other worlds have done so and earth must eventually also break out of its imposed nightmare or destroy itself. (Sorry, got carried away here – I’ve been meaning to expound on this on my blog… soon.)

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