The No Names

by LameOANDSuperDork   Apr 27, 2010


Shoes worn down by the sands of time
As the marching of feet chimes;
They gathered up their courage
All to face up to the image

An image of blood tainted by greed
Unknowingly fighting for someone's own need
Not knowing where tomorrow leads
Trying to decipher what the code reads

How did this come about?
Was it to seek vengeance out?
Maybe it all started with freedom's light
That is why they grasp it with all their might

Either way it was unanimous by far;
To get caught up in this war

~superDork;)

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