Thursday, April 25, 2013

Age of Chaos

The Age of Chaos is past

The triumph of tomorrow reigns supreme in the land

Order restored, they take the spoils of war

They divide the treasures, collect the jewels they greedily desire

Minor squabbles over concubines erupt from the harem

Children squeal in the streets for mutilated parents

The conquered hunker in their homes terrified of the savages

Blaring horns scream the victory song for all to hear

That noise drowns out the screams of pain and rage

Insurgents are slaughtered for their protest

So many dead, peasants are still dying, still suffering

The bodies are heaped in piles and set on fire

The smell is putrid, damn you demons...damn you all!

(Written by Amy E. McCoy 10-26-06)

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