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The flames lick the loveless wars. Hordes of wagging tongues give rise to anger, adorned in the color of grief, pushing the feet toward failure, soon to tumble to the heavenly floor…
More death, more rage, more contempt, more senseless bloodshed over beliefs. Kill, murder, misery and sorrow!
Might I summon humanity back from the edge that awaits its headlong extinction?
Ready! Aim! Fire at will! Slay thy human brother, murder thy kith and kin, exterminate, destroy, and slaughter!
(“Shoot to kill” was the order, how else was I supposed to follow such instructions?)
© 2012 by mark richard prime