Ancient Order

From conflict breeds pain,
Passion still remain.
For silence and death
Delivers that cannot forget
Of life’s fleeting moment.

When war and blood
Fuel the fire of blade,
Discard of morality
To the enjoyment
Of field.

All that is left,
ambiguous and unknown,
Desire of another;
Strength to grow
From the shadow.


Art: Ancient Order by Adamburn (Adam Burn)

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