Their faces distorted, Masks contorted to fit the shrunken bones. The final humiliation to be so alone And trapped in a cell of arrogance. The senseless deaths occuring From bravely spurning questions Asked not from curiosity, But animosity. How did these doctors not bleed From their believed stigmata, Surely they bartered with the devil For…

This man slowly marches among men And they march in single file He is greeted by his homeland in great cheers But he is cheered only for what hes defiled They love him because he bore the mark of their nation Because he is part of the warriors creed But as he is cheered by…