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War Has Come , War Has Come

War has come , war has come, My home once a gem of beauty , to fires and rage it succumbed, Powerless i watched , the desolation of man How evil overwhelms and greed robs one of all sense Day by Day loved ones fell, Till our lives became nothing short of hell, I prayed in silence fearing my inevitable doom, For the grim reaper lays in wait , Thus i have resigned to my fate.. The morning sun arrived, With the heavens granting me another day, The screams have gone silent , with no presence of tyranny, I run through the village searching for a sign of hope, Till my legs grew weary and my vision grew dim, I muster what strength i have, Refusing to become a victim of fate, Footsteps i hear , approaching fast, Men with weapons with black souls drenched in hate, As i look into the eyes of my executioner , with the certainty of death, memories of my life flash , as i take my last breath, War has come , War has come

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