A Death: to War

by Obscure   Feb 7, 2024


I am a plague upon this planet
Yet still I rescue them from pain
And without you, how can I free them?
Sufferers of sin's odd stain

I pluck the children from their captors
But now in peace, who frees their binds?
A peace whose basis is injustice
Grants strength to Evil, keeps Good blind

I cannot long endure this sorrow
That I was never meant to bear
But though they cannot see the reasons
With all I take, my judgement's fair

Walk hand in hand with me to battle
And we will show our colors true
When they ignore the small disasters
Then will they find an end with you

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