too much too muchA Poem by keithya can't outrun the past, especially the demons of warstoo much too much the first time i heard then listened to the words the tears were in my memories forever. too many have died in your s****y little war. we've carried the wounds of days dark and nights filled with the frights of wars. scared shitless speaks truth for those claiming oh hell i wasn't scared. liar. even the bravest soul doesn't matter on the fields where comrades die. such disgrace the endless black bags of failures. no soldier survived. the black always comes back to haunt ya. memories forgotten no only redirected. my friends my brothers laid in pools of blood shed for nothing of value. they laid in pools of blood. we lived to share their words fuk no where do we go? off to another foreign land. too much blood. too much hate. too much too much. too little too late. © 2026 keith |
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Added on April 24, 2026 Last Updated on April 24, 2026 |

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