The End by Cindy Meade

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The End
Hell on Earth is war
Blood, Death, Rage
Destruction, with Devastation

People sacrifice each other to
Save their own skin,
Betrayal knows no bounds

Religion is used as a crutch
Weapons are a child’s play-thing
Protection is non-existing

Honor will get you killed faster
Pride will lead to arrogance
There are no shields or armor

And resistance is futile
All we can do is wait in the shadow
of the valley till worlds end
with fire raining upon us

All we can think about in the end is our way of “survival” has led us to our death