Knocking down everyone left in your way
Putting your foot down and it's meant to stay
Doesn't matter who you shove to the ground
They lay there helpless, unable to make a sound
Upon the fallen bodies, you begin to climb
A sole desire burning out a path to follow
Broken pieces lay behind you for all time
Your fragile hope continues as you go
A fractured dream left to be fulfilled
Haunted children with whom fury you've instilled
Given them a reason, given them a fear
Brushing past them to reach the sun, not shedding a tear
With bloodstained hands, you end the war
As broken peoples come and fall to you asking what for
A chilled smile in response to the lives you tore
Everything you sacrificed, can't take it anymore
Lost yourself to find a way to stop the darkness
Without you it's reign would have been endless
So does that make your blood worth less?
Your name, villains redemption, or heroes unrest
- Author: poetboy123 ( Offline)
- Published: June 14th, 2017 00:35
- Comment from author about the poem: A piece about someone (depending on your perspective) led astray by their ambition or someone who was willing to give up everything to evade something that would be worse.
- Category: Unclassified
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