By Stands with a Smile
Date: 30 October 2000
Mercinary Heart
Battle ground, tumble down
smouldering smokes of hell
the hot remains lie steaming
in the rubble where they fell..
Such is the silent unseen scene
of lives ripped all apart
leaving only one to blame
The mercinary heart.
Across the blasted wastes of days
there lies a ravaged scene
upon stark landscapes of the mind
where only two have been..
and of these two, one wrought the blast
that tore this world apart
the mindless blundering villian
the mercinary heart.
Beneath a cairn of frozen tears
across a sea of rage
lies the tortured, broken soul
first cornered on this stage..
the first soul raped by careless spite
so far back at the start
and left to heal
and twisting form
the mercinary heart.
The circle cycles on again
so easy now to see
the wounded wounds another
who wounds on endlessly..
and there is not hope left in hell
to break this chain apart
till one can love
and heal aright
the mercinary heart.
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