They ride to war with shields and swords, a multitude of many
the deserts sands turned red,for the blood spilled is plenty
lands exchange hands by the slaying of those weaker
political parties created, only to justify the reasons deeper
past becomes present as the shields and sword become greater
leaders appointed,generals with orders,
speakers are televised,violence is showed
so it's easy to see that battle of old, is now,only in new clothes.
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Poem / Poetry
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