Bloodshed - Prompt 1
Bloodshed - Prompt 1
Aren’t we all made of blood and bones?
Kindred sense and skin from head to toe
Each one unique with a glint of specialty
Poisoned by power and mindless cruelty
Perhaps it is rightful to inevitably declare
that only to your kind you will be compared
All but an excuse to indulge in futile rivalry
The war is truly between a heart and chivalry