As Murder Marches, Corrupt

When brutality walks amongst men’s minds
Conformity begins to whither
Heartlessness molds into a heathen defined
Savage snakes begin to slither

Mercy puts down her all seeing glass eye
For she simply cannot bare to look
Malevolence lets out a mirthless cry
Takes out his black, blood splattered book

Anguish gasps, as souls are ripped from bodies
White flags held high have no effect on those
on a rampage; hands already bloodied
And poppies dance under red, red clothes

Silence then walks alongst crumbled trails
As bewildered ghosts fly high
Knives fly down, arrows pierce eyes derailed
For corruption is decadence defined

Simply put, you see, is that murder cannot
Ever be fully nullified
But war isn’t murder; no it’s not
It’s mass vengeance and lies to the victimized


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