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-=War=-


This was war.
I step over bodies, dead or dying
Without a second glance.
I watch as their bodies are shoveled
Into their mass graves and I feel no pity.
They invaded my homeland, and took refuge
Uninvited, disturbing my every movement in
Everyday life. I am glad they are all dead. I feel no
Sadness for the loss of life, only I breathe a sigh of relief
As I look to the sky, and I thank God for creating
The Orkin man.


©2003 Samurai!FX/Marc Guerrero