Poetry and prose

Which side are you on?

I’ve spawned the abyss.
I’m the father of hell.
I’m the trickster.
I’m the father of lies.

You are my blood
My grandchild
Youre the child of hell.
You’re the daughter of death.

There’s a war going on.
You were drafted.
They told you what you’re fighting for
Yet they call me the liar.

Count
One
We are the good guys
Protectors and saviors

Count
Two
They are the enemy
They would destroy us all

Count
Three
There are only two sides in this war
Forget where you came from

Count
Four
There are only two sides in this war
Forget our fears and our shackles.

Do not forget what they did to our blood.
Your mother in hell.
Your uncles murdered, shackled and enslaved.
Do not forget.

I can do no more for you.
I can only ask you a question.
For the love of your mother.
Which side are you on?

I can do no more for you.
I can only give you advice.
For the blood we share.
Be sparing with your trust.

I’m the father of lies.
And therefore all gods are my children.
I am fire.
I am vengeance.
You are my blood.

- By Lucas P. Lawson

Poetry and prose

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