Remembering Zill

by Denizen1

A poem where the speaker is a former inhabitant of the Land of Zill after the Duke's fall. Based on the Felix the Cat film.

How I remember the Land of Zill,
Risen on shores of rotted grandeur,
Because of this I weep forever still.

Laboring hard at yon Satanic mill,
Slaves to dark industry toil and flamer,
How I remember the Land of Zill.

Situated on the radiant calcitic hill.
Not given a chance to break or stammer,
Because of this I weep forever still..

Frantic fury vented until all is still.
Mad circus where praise is but a clamour,
How I remember the Land of Zill.

Selective purges signed by despot's quill.
Devotion faulted, did the victims yammer,
Because of this I weep forever still.

Upon this great anvil did the tyranny hammer,
Corralled audience strung out the iron grille.
This is how I remember the land of Zill.
Because of this I weep forever still.