War Room - 2012/08/27

There is a room
Which occupies my dreams
Just a nightmare
If you ignore the screams

Each window cracked
We observe life outside
Unable to join them
Strapped in for the ride

Cruel barbs whipped
Carve scars in our backs
While even the strong
Slip through the cracks

Overlords commanding
Peons who plot an escape
Away from imbeciles
Who cheat steal and rape

Written words wasted
Amongst eyes of the blind
We tell of no messiah
For the charlatans to find

Soon bodies will sway
From these gallows erected
And crows shall feast
As their masters directed

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