Author's note: To the Wordsmith. (See what I did there?) A reaction poem to Beauty and Rage by EvelynWhitej007

It's nowhere close to yours, but hey I tried!

The situation being quite dire

I made sure to start a fire

and let it grow higher

as I watched from the spire.

I hope you soon tire

as I will never cease my ire

for when things were dire

you left us in the mire.

Having ignored our plight

now gaze at our might

as you were a blight

and your term is finite.

It is quite right

that you shall face our smite

Payback for your slight

and the old world set alight

-the rebel

Author's note: I hoped it sounded like something a rebel would say on verge of revolution like Les Mis for example, anyway, a certain character from one of my stories influenced this poem.