A Thousand Years Of Strife Poem by Trevor McLeod

A Thousand Years Of Strife



When I heard they had their freedom
I came straight from Hell to Earth
When I heard they wanted prizes
I brought magic purse and worth

When they said I had to lead them
I brought all my men from birth
And I ruled them well to tell them all
I can't compare for girth

When they said we needed war
I said I'd be happy to
When they said there'd be some consequence
to which I said not you

And they asked me for perversion
and I said I knew the kind
As they walked with me together
saying your more than we find

And we talked about our future
and the lives we'll live together
And the fun we'll all remember
when the end comes to remember

And they sent their bombs a flyin
to the Ukrain I surrendered
Till the day came I convinced them
that the News would serve to ember

And they watched the missiles flying
on the tv I would render
For a definition higher
than the Ukrain could surrender

And we cried for all the bodies
that you asked me to dare end there
As we asked why all were dying
for myself and your dear bender

For we all have price to pay
when I came to save your world
From the ignorance of God
and the hope you're not his hurled

So stay by me people Earth
for the visit of your life
Till the savior comes to free me
from a thousand years of strife

Sunday, March 20, 2022
Topic(s) of this poem: evil
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Waiting on Hell
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