Faith Undone
No marker on the grave
Where buried is our faith,
No joy in the world
That we betrayed,
Blood flows freely
In ruinous rivers,
Irrigating nightmares,
Reaping a tragic harvest
Effortlessly achieved;
A birthright
Of the clever enemy
Humility left untouched
And compassion abandoned,
A gift
Evil hid in Glory’s cloak,
Death delivered by War’s hand
A gift we drank eagerly
And we proclaimed gratefully,
The thirst unquenched,
The cup poisoned,
Revenge and pride
Spilled ever more,
Until maddened we consumed
All we once were
And all we would ever be.
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