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Today I'm sharing another of my work with you all... so, here we go!

If the hands tremble not
If the eyelashes twitch not
Before stabbing the brother from another country,
Shall we call them valour incarnated?

Had they ever find more elation
Than the bloods trickling down the corridors of words, of legends, of history;
Stalectites of words, hanging skeleton of poetry,
Yet impenetrable with bullets.

Amongst Earth the wasteland
If my nib be the edge of a bayonet
Let all the grey be hacked
Let them shower peace in the bloods spilling from the undead skulls like dark secrets (that world will ever know)...

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