Praelia
Posted by
CMG
on August 25, 2022
1 min read
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justice
For those who fight against evil
spiteful it is to see them fall
Never tire, never falter, they fought
for you, for me, for all.
We let them judge, swear by us
each person themselves a jury
Soon good became bad, lines erased
as clear outlines became too blurry
Then good fighters turned killers
power was naught but blood spilled
So people fought killers upheld by an oath
to whom fighting evil was too unfulfilled.
The tables turned as hunters became hunted
by the people, by you, by me, by all
Killed as the evil they once swore to fight
still, spiteful it was to see them fall
