Battleground

Posted on June 23, 2014

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Battle weary warrior

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All he sees is
a bloodied mess
Bodies twisted,
broken and torn

Crows feeding off
the dead
Off the lost
and forlorn

He looks about
in shocked dismay
Saddened by what
he sees

What lengths does
humankind go to
In the pursuit of
power and glory

Using others as
pawns in their games
The fallout hard
and eternal

‘Tis evil that men
do
Where the innocent
suffer always

He walks away covered
in another’s blood
Sickened by what
he’s done

Not understanding
anymore
The games that
leaders play

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