Sacrifice.

The break of dawn calls,
resurrecting us from our vulnerable state,
Stand to! And we awake from our
sleepless slumber.
The bitter, empty night,
spent writhing in fright
rats nibbling at our skin.
The break of dawn calls,
inviting us to join our closest companion,
death.

Us demoralized creatures,
facing exploitation
blindly following the rest of the living dead,
to and beyond the incinerating fires of hell.
In monotone we trudge along,
deprived of liberty, deprived of freedom
We cannot return.

Our hopes of liberation,
a mere hallucination,
suppressed under the thick veil of deception.
Our crave for freedom infatuating,
we cannot escape.

Trapped in a game of dominoes,
one by one, we all fall down.
The lust for victory's sweet flavour,
replaced with the salty taste of tears.
Facing internal abyss, we live to exist.
Our only hope,
the hope of surviving the second,
the minute, the hour.
The price tag on our lives now worthless,
time is ticking.
We cannot flee.

The deafening silence
pierced by the sound of a bullet.
The man beside me falls to his knees
a wilted flower in the desolate autumn wind.

Ascending into heaven on his paper wings,
he falls back down
towards the blazing fires of hell.
Looking down upon his past life he wonders,
did I sacrifice my life for nothing?
His thoughts in vain he falls,
towards an eternity of torment.

I pray for a cease fire,
yet it does not come
Pride clouds the vision of our leaders
Save me from the inevitable
free me from my fate
please, I beg you.