~EFFIGY OF CHANGE ~

Effigy of change - forever preserved in the stillness of death.
 

The prelude to Hague's exploration and recording. A city rich in history, proudly displayed on every corner one can gaze upon. To the many statues of royalty, till the government buildings standing proudly since decades ago. All preserved and displayed behind an invisible glass door, mimicking the one's in museum displays. As I took notice of these feelings and effects, I began wondering how these chambers of history were presented,  what were the cost of such evolution and what were really the foundations of these here buildings.

'Effigy of change'; a preservation of the advancement, from the many sacrifices and deaths raised like modern skyscrapers. All controlled and uphold by royal faces preserved above the pile of corpses and sacrifices that brought such change. Menacing and hypocritical expressions create empty statements of the genocide that took place. Egotistically at the top, due to their royal stature, frowning and grinning like vultures in the sky, awaiting their turn of the rotting corpses below. Contradictory of the withered and feeble  malnourished builds, that uphold their visions of nations. Surrounded by bones and corpses, a soon to be fate. All creating a perfect yarn of entanglement, imprinted as conjoined twins in every soldier's mind. Hollowing their visions and beliefs for their everlasting service to the crown.  For the pillars of our society never came cheap and never came without "hard labour".

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