Soldiers

They told me statues would weep for me

After I lost my heart in a foreign country,

They told me the Gods would offer me peace

But they lost me when I heard them speak.

 

Venom, hidden poisons on their breath

Like thunderclouds around my head.

Lies are always told to solders scorned

By the deathless tide of tired war.

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