in myriad ten-fold they stood to watch their leader
"trust in me" he said, holding armageddon in his hand
so they trusted, looking to the skies with war straightening their spines each held a lance and each wore a crown because they were free as they followed their leader they wore crowns
they did not know God or the cosmos or the order of creation they did not know the path to peace nor did they care to learn it and they stood with their backs straight and their souls empty
only the wailing of the children left behind remained
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