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Muzzleflash from a BFG


The fighting's been going on for years,
 attrition rate high from cheating or beers;
 the incessant squabbling over thorium,
 to keep the war gears turning.

 Craters on the landscape, destroyed bases
 casualties gleaned from all creeds, races,
 whose craven deeds preordained their demise
 to quit these vicinities or abide by the rules,
 take up farming behind rage shattered walls.

 And those that aspire to the summit,
 survive all manner of life threating tumult,
 build armies to crush back the foe,
 or walls higher and thicker, guns pushed to the fore
 to stay other pretenders from breaching the door.

 As the thunder rolls over this land that they've claimed,
 while smoke drifts deep among the dead and the maimed
 way on the horizon as bright as the sun, someone
 firing a shot from a big fucking gun

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