War On Betrayal. Poem by Alexiander Marilatto

War On Betrayal.



The soldiers of death line up,
They fire their arrows.
They fire their hate.
Bombs of fate explode nearby.
Soldiers turn around stab a guy in the back.
You never thought an old man would think of somethign so destructive.
A sound of a heartbeat pounding away.
Gettign cold, dying fast.
Just a war of betrayal.

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