Saturday, February 4, 2012

Found Poetry

The only hope you have is to accept the fact that you're already dead. The sooner you accept that, the sooner you'll be able to function as a soldier is supposed to function: without mercy, without compassion, without remorse. All war depends upon it.


The only hope you have

is to accept the fact that you're already dead.

 The sooner you accept that,

the sooner you'll be able to function

 as a soldier is supposed to function:

 without mercy,
 without compassion,
 without remorse.

 All war depends upon it.

1 comment:

  1. Not gonna lie, this was quite depressing, but I loved it regardless!

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