Wicked War

We will win this wicked war
Bound by the blood of our hands
I am stubborn and here I stand

Save your sorries for another day
No matter what you say
I see the ugly truth

Spewing words of war and deceit
Calling the bluff given
A deaf ear has been turned

Stoic Poetry

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