Romolo
Like warriors in the night,
we went to war.
Reclaiming what they,
had taken from us.
Raw screams,
deadly weapons.
An ambush.
We found ourself at the battlefield,
fighting like brothers and sisters in arms.
Until we finally pushed the enemy,
back into the inner corners of hell.
After all, that’s where they all belonged.
We unleashed the demons,
and patched eachother up.
While watching the night burn out,
into yet another day.
We made it out alive.
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“After all, that’s where they all belonged.” The tone is searing. A great examination of the deep problem that applies to war and so many other things.
Thank you!!
Glad you wrote this
Me too! It was needed!