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In The Mist of Destruction


In the mist of destruction
ready and armed, to fight
till the heart beat of our
nation collapses under

Questions unanswered
blood shed in vain, tears
falling like rain upon
aging stones of our dead.

In the mist of destruction
the truth hidden deep
no rules to the game
when taking a life.

The tortures of insanity
focus clearly among the
mountain tops, when shots
echo, across the cloudless

In the mist of destruction
we have weapons to defeat
our enemy, if called for, only
stained blood, is not in the
books of peace.
By Derena
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