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Sunday, August 9, 2015

Poet To Arms

Could you stand by
And watch these two
Beat stuffing from each other?

When one is thy neighbor while his foe your brother...
I have fought in many such battles
with axes to grind and sabers to rattle

Undisguised loathing
formidable foes
Old war horses frothing
Castle guards on their toes

Only ever the way
of the righteous and vain
Swing baton and cudgel
I say bring the pain

The field has been chosen
the champions picked
All assets are frozen
the shots have been tricked

The one guy who profits from any of this
Betrays his own master in garden with kiss

Forever it has been until time doth cease
On this side of the grave we will never know peace

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