False punishments for false crimes

 

You try to make it all sound real

With the fights and the battles and even the kills

It’s disgusting how you can laugh and point

When you’re on the field in blood stained armour

 

Trying to impress the high lord master

Turning until his in your view

You should have not turned your back and made me ill

How you continue to mock the shield

 

The armour you wore was of pride and honour

You dismissed the laws and made your death longer

Not in your bed sick of life, you’re on the floor in blood and pain

And your screaming all the pleads for help in dismay

 

Remember my name after the ravens come

When they finished picking at your half living corpse

I know I might have taken it a step too far

But natures redeeming what I’ve ruined from the start

 

Now I’ll tell you what I wanted from the beginning

While you lay groaning from half your face missing

Leaning on my sword still wedged in your stomach

I begin to speak about what is coming

 

“My life is to be exterminated as soon as possible

I’ve committed a crime for being inexpert able  

You see, I wanted to get at you before I’m through

So I came to battle for kingdom and country

 Just to commit treason, to kill you”

 

Smirking at how I’ve owned up for my crime

To a dead person, twitching while lying

Lifting my view to hold a gaze with the king

I bow my head in mockery

To all those I've seen

Reviews

[Ama May Cooper]

It's discussing - its disgusting
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[Ama May Cooper]

This piece is amazing. mixing treason and death into one and a very historical take on things . Loved it