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Where Angels Fear to Tread

A Poem

When she speaks

her words expel genocide

Indoctrination of the simple

the weak

the profane

Our hands drip blood

painting the Earth with crimson hues and convoluted lies

Deprecation is our new reality

Tribulations... our new order

Her truism rises through the air with unfettered

ethereal radiance

The once myriad of angels now effaced from this plane of existence

Blood trails now drying

weapons rusting

She dips her finger into her oceans

dredging forgotten artifacts of dour past

The water loses its cerulean blend in favor of a vermilion taupe

And we still march forward

Unaware of the halos we trounce and the valorous wings we've filched

She smiles

canniness made from the marrow of rebel angels

The path to victory is riddled with extinction

Warm is the air surrounding her

deposed is the light above her

Silently fading into obscurity

This once nascent world has become silent—black

Becoming of a place where angels fear to tread

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