How something virtuous fades <br />To the persistence of clock-hands play - <br />Rays of moonbeam gradated, <br />Dusk-to-dusk eternal. <br />How you fell from power, <br />My little Hitler, paper monster - <br />Precious ambition escapes with <br />Every allied victory. <br />One lunatic’s atrocity, <br />Somber by each visceral account - <br />As your Reich now fades to memory, <br />It shall pass with you. <br />How something virtuous expires <br />Is by perspective of strength, <br />And that is fleeting, at best - <br />The tired pause of glory<br /><br />Kelly Vinal<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/virtuous-fading/
