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Poetry By: Philip Roberts
Science fiction

A sequel to my poem The Hunter.

Submitted:Feb 3, 2011    Reads: 23    Comments: 0    Likes: 0   

Soon the hunter will rise
Dressed in raiments of war,
Spears and shields, and battleaxes
Pray to the god of war;
Then set out on a crusade
To kill all who would oppose him,
Those who worship others
And not the gods he does.

Terror and death will prevail
Inflicted upon the heretics,
Who dare to own a bible
Dare to read their bible,
To question the ways of God
As laid down by mortal men;
Question the will of the pontiff
Who tells them who to hate,
Tells them who to fight
Who to maim and kill.

© Copyright 2011
Philip Roberts,
Melbourne, Australia


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