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Image Of War
0 reviewsAnother attempt at poetry. It's about war. There is mention of violence. Just saying.
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War bring's tears to eyes unknown
Who can sit upon the throne?
The victor who hides under bodies and bone
We do the dying and they do the commanding
All it takes is a simple call
That echoes through the empty hall
The satifying bang, bang, bang off brick wall
Silence remains dead
We were told to kill who we found
Leave them choking on the ground
"Just leave them for the hell hound"
That's how we were taught.
To hate
To rape
To suffocate
Everyone I meet
In backalleys, downtown to busy streets
Death greets
Welcome me with outstreched hand
As I bury under the sand
The fellow who wondered over our land
Mistake too late noticed
And still we fire
Pay money to the liar
Run straight into enemy barbed wire
We hang under their tongue
No words can ever pass our lips
No mercy permitted as a bullet rips
Lead us down into our crypts
Doomed, defeated, defied
And as I stand along the peak
Among the others who's blood did leak
I speak
Who can sit upon the throne?
The victor who hides under bodies and bone
We do the dying and they do the commanding
All it takes is a simple call
That echoes through the empty hall
The satifying bang, bang, bang off brick wall
Silence remains dead
We were told to kill who we found
Leave them choking on the ground
"Just leave them for the hell hound"
That's how we were taught.
To hate
To rape
To suffocate
Everyone I meet
In backalleys, downtown to busy streets
Death greets
Welcome me with outstreched hand
As I bury under the sand
The fellow who wondered over our land
Mistake too late noticed
And still we fire
Pay money to the liar
Run straight into enemy barbed wire
We hang under their tongue
No words can ever pass our lips
No mercy permitted as a bullet rips
Lead us down into our crypts
Doomed, defeated, defied
And as I stand along the peak
Among the others who's blood did leak
I speak
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