Imagine two individuals from different parts of the world
now sworn enemies fighting for the Master they serve
both soldiers are taken to a fence at a border
seperating two countries
neither man really knows what is at stake
but in their hearts they know we must defend for freedom
so we have two youngmen armed to the teeth
prepared to stand up against anything
neither eager to pull the trigger or kill another man
but their orders are to stick firmly to the plan
face your enemy and look him dead in the eye
give no quarter and be more than willing to die
because if your adversary makes one false move
you are to make his country suf
I Pity The Monster's City by emilydriscoll, literature
Literature
I Pity The Monster's City
Perpetrated monsters would roam the sullen streets,
aiming high but falling low.
If only life was better than this, they thought
if the sun could peek out from behind the clouds,
just once...just once, to say hello
life would be better.
The monsters sat in cafes, reading books
and chatting about the weather
how plain!
Plain mustn't be depressing, their mothers always told them
but it's hard to be happy today...it's just like all the others
it's routine,
like the bike ride to school, or the same sun that rises every dawn.
Struggling to make life different, they'd pluck out their purple eyeballs
and feed them to the dogs...
Yes,
Blurry fog blocks the sun,
a pang of vision - lost
the fires swindle down to a weak spark,
the grass collapses in defeat, no longer facing Wind's fury
the waves calm, everything is still
a blast of light, and then blank - forever.