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Acrimony and the Arm of Hypocrisy
I walk this land
A soldier.
gun in hand
waiting patiently
for the enemy.
A soldier has to do
whatever and whatever
aim, maim
carry the blame
A true soldier I am
Proud.
to wear the emblem
and the insignia of loyalty
A true soldier I am
proud to hum
the anthem
and the war cry of democracy
acrimony and the arm of hypocrisy
yanks my valor
My true identity
a Prophecy.
The soldier in me
denies the animosity
My true identity
an Adversary.
gun in hand
I walk.
no longer the soldier of the land
I am the enemy.
