Forced Into Death Part II

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The brave cowards,

Loyal deserters,

And the wide awake men

Who slept on their watch.

All lined up,

All stood still,

All the same,

All with the will

Of mercy,

Trust,

Kindness,

But they were lost.

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Dragged,

Tied,

Blindfolded at dawn.

Taken,

Gone,

Never to see another morn.

Click,

Load

The gun was primed,

A pause,

Silence,

Before the funeral bells chimed.

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The friend turned,

The master became evil,

The leader was an enemy

But then again, still,

It’s just a job,

A mere shot,

A mere shot,

Whether directed at an enemy or not.

By Nicholas Mackay