Legion

Defensive Positions

The cannons bellowed
With mouths spewing oblonged obscenities.
Hurling bullets of blasphemies
To strike down the offensive enemy.
Smoke (whisps of words) plumed
Across the sky of this hearthly invasion
Dropping acidic toxins conceived for devastation,
Caught up only in self-preservation.
Hearts bleeding out, emotions unbridled
Catering to weapons of destruction.
Words meant as ammunition
Fired with apprehensible intention.
Striking behind lines once shared.
Now sharing in a mortared rage.
Broken is the union caught within this rampage,
This onslaught continues uncaged.
A victor, with shallowed finality, finds victory
But no consolation,
Only a fruitless condemnation
And a white flag tainted with subjugation.

Legion
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