Monday, April 25, 2011

Fighting Another's War - NaPoWriMo 25/30


His tactic is transparent,
but no less potent for all its predictability.
Set to slaying each and every
member of humanity,
striving to strike some vain checkmate
against Heaven in sifting
its entrants,
he breathes self-breeding
warfare, offended fire
fanned within neighbor nations.
He knows this life is not the end,
and as long as he can convince us
it is, push us to battle and fret
and defend temporary soil
instead of the salvation from which
his fallen forces recoil,
no ditch will be deep enough to deny all our dead,
no slaughter too costly to that Baphomet head.

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