The Cleanest War
I was not set out to hurt you I was never bent on causing pain Now I want to alleviate, resurrect the day I'm out of season, out of my league Crossing boundaries, out of my league Over, I can bring it back to life, animosity is far too draining No time for regret, just bring it back I am relentless flaw, each move completely wrong I see no end to this end And these qualms of conscience scratch at the door of amnesty I'm bringing myself back up for you What do we do? Let me regenerate severed relations Though the petals have wilted, these roots remain I have come so far from that person I was, fighting to bury these defects of character And I'll keep it alive this time Time was to be the wand, I was to be the one Time was to heal the wounds You know we had so much to build upon Turning over is such a simple task Found it easier to resent you, but the blame belonged to me I refused to see that then, and now I'd die to make amends
Submitted by Warbringer — Jul 02, 2026
Alone is the cleanest war At least it's now fought fair May have lost a household, but he's gained a world Raised to lower, brought up to put down I call it genial bigotry, a family tradition The honor of dishonor, as values resound Spit back at a bloodline of racist transmission Wasn't them he so despised, but their beliefs he hated Free thought over family was a choice not long debated One less fruit on this family tree And now he's fee to love unobstructed To marvel at this vast civil bond he's constructed Reborn, emerge And now cut the vein Write him off He is alone
Submitted by Warbringer — Jul 02, 2026
Are you so blind to what lies beyond the screen? Are entrapped by the network beyond the network? Are you confined by this prison called online? A convenience designed to keep you immobile Live in that chair, content and unaware, as technological breakthrough breaks you down I will be the circuit breaker We are drawn to a lack of effort, as we abandon all work ethic There's a difference between using and being used I am guilty of this too, but not engulfed like you There's a difference between using and being used, you're being abused You, the consumer have been consumed Progress sets us back Can you not see the regression this binds you to? Can you not feel these shackles placed on you? When information is the pistol to your head, and the lures of luxury outweigh all that's true America online
Submitted by Warbringer — Jul 02, 2026
For the child Torn form discipline, laws recondition Behold the family born of vengeance Spilled my flesh and blood, forced setting son I am the parent in the shadows Seeping Crawling Boiling I am blood, I am minus one Chained to a law that keeps me down, I'm tied to my affliction The rope's been cut as family portrait turns to incision Your day has come, the wait is done, for every child that has succumbed to the force or lure, the twist in your remorseless mind So he's not yours Need he be to see the sense? Reassess these morals It's all circumstance So easy to take stand till it affects you Spilled my flesh and blood, forced a setting son I am the parent in the shadows Torn from discipline Laws reconditiom Unleash a family born of this condition You know your laws could stand some correction, this action is more than worthy of exception-correction-exemption Maybe next election we'll bring the masses to a moral inspection Mend degeneration, spark rejuvenation of values in this deception of a nation I cannot fight the urge My personal justice wells up in me, as I sweat these please for your end I sleep at the food of your bed, with tearing eyes, and no, I cannot forget your face I cry for him He has been stolen from me A youth imbedded in soil Forever stolen from me, this brand that sears my heart
Submitted by Warbringer — Jul 02, 2026
You've seen the statistics rise Felt the death 'neath your feet Blood stains your white collar As you spend my last dollar claiming to search for a cure that's long been known This deepest secret burns you with guilt As millions waste away to preserve your lie You'll sit by and watch a world die, for the upper hand in biological warfare Life is your lie, aids is your lie Our eyes gleam at the power with which this virus executes The beauty of life is lost, as you refuse to weigh the cost And all we can do is wait for you to reveal the remedy Now you will tell us now, or we will tear you down
Submitted by Warbringer — Jul 02, 2026