The Man in the High Tower

Among all the tall towers

there is a man in the

highest tower of all;

a man alone

surveying all that is his,

and most of what he sees

among all the tall towers,

is his;

Orders,commands,purpose,vision

and power flow from this pinnacle,

this apogee of authority

down,down into the

favellas, barrios, ghettoes,

shanty towns and slums,

to those who hear his voice

relayed by officials, underlings,

acolytes and the vast panoply

of enforcement;

Even from among all the tall towers

they gaze up at

the highest tower of all

and imagine in there

a man alone;

an old man

all alone

and

dying

of Cancer.

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4 thoughts on “The Man in the High Tower

  1. amitapaul

    This is an awe-, inspiring poem conjuring up an image of the nature of social and political life with its hierarchies systems order and tyranny and how the emerge from these man- made structures and ultimately destroy themselves and those who inhabit them also to make way for other constructs

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