Cabin

Jealousy

its not only human.
We envy
the young.
To die,
we find holy.

Tribute

calms what you
would call
the blood.
Even we
want to forever fall.

Anger

We only asked
for the five
and the fool,
a blasphemer,
wouldn’t give us life.

Death

we gave
you fools.
All of man
is spilled blood,
in our new red pool.

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