though i may not be wicked, i have done wicked things.
here i shall remain, stained by my past….
though the soft earth soothes,
(in the name of peace and hope)
blood has been shed.
here i remain, glad to remain….
my meaning fulfilled, i am not discarded,
(in the name of peace and hope)
blood need not be shed.
no longer i remain, still, with my stains….
now returned to hands of my owner,
(in the name of peace and hope)
blood must be shed.
save for the soul of my owner….
the one called "hero,"
(in the name of peace and hope)
the world may be spared.
though he may be a "hero," we have done wicked things.
Joshua Stortz
10-28-2009
Wednesday, October 28, 2009
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