Walking a path
Of shadows and whispers
Silent gazes
Of fellow deserters
They know the pain endured
The truth that's been squandered
They offer no help
Just disassociate themselves
Of their sin
The world will not forgive
They don't give a fuck
You're branded a criminal
Marked for death
Burn the last of the cowards
There's no room left for martyrs
In the eyes of a child
They only see evil
While you bleed from the inside
What will you do when you're the only one left?
White and black blended
Into a dark shade of grey
You turn towards the river
As your eyes fade away
There's nothing you can do
To change what you've done
There's nothing you can do
To rewrite what you've done
Forever a coward
The world will not forgive
They don't give a fuck
You're branded a criminal
Marked for death
Burn the last of the cowards
There's no room left for martyrs
In the eyes of a child
They only see evil
While you bleed from the inside
What will you do when you're the only one left?
martyrs & cowards
Interesting mix - I was just talking about leadership and hero designees. I have to admit, I have written little on cowards (fear yes) but one who cowers and does not act or own up to their sins- you pretty much covered cowards as if in a rant of condemnation. Cool write. ~a~
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Thank you for reading :) glad
Thank you for reading :) glad you enjoyed it!