The Defeated Victor
The enemy sprawled across a field dyed with bloodTheir eyes almost lifeless and bodies entrenched in mud
“Pierce the heads and leave no survivors”, barked the commander
Without haste, the soldier followed orders and impaled the fallen
When the last warrior’s spirit inched towards absolution
The solider cried out, “I have stripped the last life and it is now stained in my memory.”
The commander then replied, “Soldier, the order saved honorable men from a life of slavery and torture
Our King rules the kingdom, but not the ghosts of my battlefield"
Key Words : victory, soldier, warrior, heaven, devil, spirit
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