Wrath: Words Spoken In Anger
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Faster, faster drums beat in my head
harsher, harsher your words grow
drumsticks batters a rythm of pain
noice the echo of your wrath
Thump, thump judge’s hammer slam
wack, wack swords collide
justification you seek
honour you demand
Feeble I lay beneath the drums
hands outstretched begging for mercy
crushed I stand before your words
eyes aggrieved with pain
Humiliated before judge I stand
soul silently seeking mercy
inferior I bow before sword
head in submission for final stroke.
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