Tenbyzine 6

Have Heart, Humanity A gong sounds, my heart pounds with fear I think and remember of what I hold dear Horses mounted Daggers ready Time ticks blank, silent, steady Shadows rustle at the church's arch We await the cue- we are ready to march Ready and waiting, poised like a dog Hidden and concealed by the barbaric bog The carved horse is pushed over the boundary Quiet, carefully, creeping soundly Never forgetting the element of surprise Watch out- you have met your demise All around, soldiers draw their swords and charge 'Let's move out!' yells the sarge We storm the city, and kick down doors Shoot them dead, and shove them to the floors Within minutes, we have stolen their liberty Claimed and taken, and announced our victory The prisoners kneel and beg for mercy They look into our eyes and see the lunacy Crazed and wild, driven to madness Past saving, devoid of sadness For those we have murdered, for those we have brutally killed And for the blood of our enemies that we have spilled Are we even humans? Or are we as deadly as killing machines?

Is this what being triumphant and successful means?

Have we lost our minds? Have we become brainless robots?

Have we really just conducted a series of ostracising onslaughts?

Then, I think it is safe to no longer call us humanity For our ways and actions have changed drastically Because even though we didn't come to barter This is war, this is bloodshed, This is Sparta.

By Keisha Wee