We Are All Human

• Amy Lane, Grade 11
• Poetry
• 2014

Loyalty trickles down walls like crimson rain,
While men with fake love are to blame.
Tears of regret and sorrow and woe,
Sink with their hearts to a supposed low.
But just like a book their cover is deceiving,
Underneath lays not pain but a selfish demon.
Who mock the men that protect their castle walls,
And when battle comes sacrifice their souls.
How dare they! How dare they! To sit and feast,
While in death the soldiers lay cold and deceased
Icy and alone their blood no longer warm,
But their hearts alive for their loyalty is not torn!
Oh thank you! Thank you! Oh body of mine!
To allow me to die but my master’s fine!
When will the veil be lifted from their blinded eyes?
When will they see the bonds that together we tie?