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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