Content on a Battlefield

Do you not hear the steps of a thousand warriors? Do you not see the crowded numbers form to the beat of a distant drum? How long must you wait here, deaf and blind to the wars now rising? Maybe it’s time for a cleansing of your ears and eyes. What about your nose? Can you smell the fear and terror on your threshold, or are your nostrils also filled with smoke, ash and ignorance? Even the crippled and lifeless have a sense for what’s right and wrong, yet here you are helpless by your own choice. You poor and desolate man, you will go nowhere and die young with the lies you still believe.

August 1, 2011
10:53 am
Brittany Rose


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