~world war III~

By closermike

 I follow the destruction. The place i once called home, the place I grew up where I played, where I slept. Until that sorrow day of men when they came into my village those green men with eagles on their shoulders and triangles on their chest. the fall of the world has begun and the truth has now stand.. those men with the flag, the men with the eagle. The 50 stars of red and blue, those men were never true. How did they get here, why did they do. what was done to me. and will be done to you. The country far away. The country that never stayed. The country with 50 stars the country that had betrayed. the men of beer the men of sin, they attacked this holy place. They slaughtered my mother, and killed my brother. All to embrace. To embrace there leader. Now leader of the world. But fear not my people for my country stands strong. The men with 50 stars and a eagle on their shoulders now lie dead for the heroes have showed them. My country with the almighty star has won and will never be forgotten as the first born son.  

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Copyright 2013 closermike
Published on Monday, April 8, 2013.     Filed under: "Poetry"
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  • FadedBlues On Monday, April 8, 2013, FadedBlues (2096)By person wrote:

    ...when my country was young, was in fact brand new, we fought a stronger army & won...

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