Blood Bath
Will you cry the tears of the innocent for them?Will you kill for the mercy of all people?
The Utopia, the Paradise.
These Murderous theives,
they steal the lives, they steal the provisions of the deprived
And bathe in the blood that is spilt.
Spit on graves,
Terrorize children and enslave them
Break a human spirit,
is that an accomplishment,
is that what makes a man.
The ability to induce fear,
The ability to pull the trigger to forever silence that one,
lone,
scream in a crowd.
Master, and a free man made your slave
~Rise up to the conflict, Rise up against.
Be a real man, and not the fragment illusion of one.
posted by PomLindsay @ 4:56 PM
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