Truth
the gleaming look in your eyes
belies the falsehood and shows
in stated garb, the truth
as such as it is in war
where lies no justice, no just reward
no righteousness in trade for death
a single sigh, a headless doll
lying on the bank of the pillaged village
this is not the end, nor the beginning
it is in fact, the messy middle
11/26/17
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