Traitors Gate

Sitting across from traitors gate
Thinking of all who suffered their fate
Innocent, guilty, weak and strong
On the rack they were pulled long

Terrorists, freedom fighters, sheep and wolves
All suffered in those dark times of yore
Children, adults, the quick of mind
Anyone was taken who they could find
It mattered not if crimes were true
It never mattered when, why or who…

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