With the use of shield and sword, man has spent their energies locked
in combat for countless centuries
Hands soiled with sweat and sin in search for the next brutal conquest
The clash of man's allegiance can be felt across the nations,
Just as a firery bolt casted from the heavens would annouce the wrath
of the gods to scorch the earth down below
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We have been told of noble lords & kingships who would lead the charge
within paces of their fellow devoted-in-arms
The color of cowardice is a red bolder & brighter than the blood
spilled on the fields of the fallen,
Which is plastered on those who strategize with the lives of our daughters & sons at no risk toward themselves,
nor their brethren
Standing, watching as they are thrown into rival sharpened axes and
spearheads
Standing, watching as they are layed to waste by rival warheads and napalm heat
Only the devil himself dines on the souls of others, to feed his false
appearance of dominance
Standing, laughing amongst the raging tears of tragic loss
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There have been empires paved of gold & gluttony that have crumbled at
the hands of the true and the virtueous
Heroic deeds equally matched by a tyrant's decree to smite, to enslave
the feeble opposition
It seems only now that passing the lineage of solemn dedication can only assure your
place on this laughable joke of a chessboard overcrowded with dispensable pawns
While man's ongoing thirst for conflict will stay as an unfortunate permanace throughtout the generations
As it proves, yet again, to be a carnivorous appietite set to feed apon our centuries past and our centuries yet to come
Great poem. I love the title and also your reference to red. I used to like to wear red. I even had a red Firebird once. Now, I'm practically redless. Seeing Mr. Prez makes me want to smash my TV.