Poems Set 1
Voices.
Sometimes they cause pain,
And so, they say
,Blood for the Blood God.
No.
A simple phrase
.But, one Philza was unable to say,
at least, in the right moment.
Wilbur
.Once a president,
Once a traitor,
And so, as it was once said,
It was never meant to be.
Dream.
Powerful?
Holder of a powerful item
Imprisoned?
Hopeful.
War.
Something we all fear
Children forced to watch
Children forced to take part.
Minecraft
A block game
One we all heard of
One we watch
For we are the viewers.
Traitors
The number unknown
Though it is knownIt lays deep down,
In those we least expect.
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