When War talk itself (Poetry)

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I am a game for the powerful.

I am the source of despair for the weak.

I start as an argument till i break loose into blood bath.

I am a creation of man greed and desire.

I know no guilty or innocent, i am a fire that burns all things.

Anywhere i am there shall be no prosperity.

I am that demon that keeps awake in your bed.

I am that demon that makes you paranoid.

I am that evil that brings the worst out of men.

Am a sign of the beginning and the end of an era.

Anywhere i go, terror and destructions follows.

Vengeance and Anger are what fuel my power.

Am the harbinger of change.

People hear my name, they flee in terror.

Soldiers hear my name, their blood boils.

Scholars hear my name, they sigh in bitterness.

Am that chaos you wish upon your enemies.

Am that chaos you bring to your foes.

I have all sorts of reason to exist. But i was given one name...

WAR!!!


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