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TAINT OF WAR
lord
are you there
when dark angels fly
and their wrath
rains on rooftops
and puddles like blood
on sidewalks
where bodies lay?
when terror rocks
the house
and mothers wail
and fathers weep
and brothers
watch brothers die
is your hand
around the throat
of who would
wreak such pain
upon the innocent?
then we righteous, too,
would likely die
for lack of air
are you there
when dark angels fly
and their wrath
rains on rooftops
and puddles like blood
on sidewalks
where bodies lay?
when terror rocks
the house
and mothers wail
and fathers weep
and brothers
watch brothers die
is your hand
around the throat
of who would
wreak such pain
upon the innocent?
then we righteous, too,
would likely die
for lack of air
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