We're caught in the middle of a war of the ages,
Transcending journalistic bombs, and explosive propaganda.
The soldiers crouch on either side, the tension is contageous,
Cause they know their bullets can't bring down the misplaced paranoia.
Reason and belief,
At odds with one another,
A battle-field like no other.
The lines have been drawn,
Repeatedly erased and reapplied,
Then splattered with the blood from when decency died.
(to be continued...I'm kind of a slow writer :P )
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