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Puisi: "War" by Aris Balu

Diperbarui: 13 Juni 2022   20:20

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Welcome humans, to what do I owe the pleasure?
Ah, I see, what is it this time?

Is it a king, destined to shape the world but not while he's breathing? 

A piece of land, too dry for life, so you drown it in dust and blood?

Or perhaps, ah yes, the most grand of reasons… nothing

The beauty of your sin pleases me, human
Its sweetness drives me mad, like a wolf, when the moonlight called upon its thundering howls
I could kiss you if I was my sister
But like a disease, peace, is not what you really desire

Come.. take your place beside me
Sit on the throne of death, where you belong
Of all the beings my father created, your kind is my favorite
You raise your cup for me, for the thrill, of which I grace upon your bleeding heart
Your metal clashes in my name, and I am humbled
Your rage burns like a thousand suns, fueled by the souls of the unfortunate sons

Humans, my dearest companion
Let it be known that our bond shall last for eternity
For your children is mine to claim, and l shall bathe them in glorious misery

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