Friday, September 19, 2025

Treason

They cry out for peace

Yet make it impossible

They scream at defense

And make it improbable

They protest like mad

And that is probable


Standing for nothing

They fight everything

To busy pulling down

They lift nothing up

With lies on their lips

They scream “truth, truth”


Traitors are those who

Make peace impossible

Treason their game who

Make defense improbable

Defeat is their end

And that is probable


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