Your words
the weapon that you wield
your cynicism
that serves you as a shield
your victims
lay strewn across the verdant field
each soul
another brick in the walls you build
a warning
all who approach must yield.
the weapon that you wield
your cynicism
that serves you as a shield
your victims
lay strewn across the verdant field
each soul
another brick in the walls you build
a warning
all who approach must yield.
© 2008 Michael Shelby
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