Saturday 13 August 2011

The crying soilder


I cry, in pain, of the lifes I took
I cry in agony of destroying his world..
 my brother..
Whom I had to look after..
Agony continues..
After I saw his helpless son..
I cry.
Fate played a dirty game..
He was my brother..
Not by birth..
I was sent to love him..
And see what have I done.
Brutal! I ain’t no victim.
Ain’t no coward..
Powerd by my mind I took his life..
Took his soul…
Left a guilty soul to cry…
Took happiness of his child…
His wife , my sister..
Fighting for dust, see what I got..
A pit 2 rest, and her curse to own.

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