|Bullets and bayonets
Author: Eliazia B.K PM
Infatuating. I wouldnt know.Rated: Fiction K - English - Words: 150 - Published: 11-28-05 - id: 2058304
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Bullets and bayonets
Collaboration, Forgotten and dispersed
An entire enigma of society's mask unraveled
Consequences cognate tears shed on gods behalf
God? Who is he but the clay we mould
Into the soothing shape of reality?
So great and so powerful yet held asunder
To watch his creation
Scream, starve, and screech
Society trampled under his name
The final solution, the Bloodbath
Celebrating the Roman holiday
Kneeling down for what?
The searing pain of the bayonet
Or the piercing pain of the bullet?
What difference does it make?
What's one less human on the face of the earth?
What's one more grave to humanity?
The teeming flaws racing through
Dying, dying ever so slowly
Trying to suck the marrow out of the dried up old bone
That we call Society
More so the dead degree
roman holiday- Enjoyment or satisfaction derived from observing the suffering of others