When a Good Man Goes to War by sharded, literature
Literature
When a Good Man Goes to War
The gyre of Time holds it's sway,
The moonlight ridding high on decay,
Colored Blue, colored true
Whispers pause to ask 'Who'?
If you know the rules you'll see they're only tools
The blood cloth folds around a sword
They all follow blindly that dazzling cord
Lock pick magistracy, framed decency
The geometry of sacrifice hilts the logic of mercy
Caged instead of flesh is the honest reflection of self
Shadows dance when a Good Man goes to war
Fear will surge over a last chance when a Good Man goes to war
Chaos's spiral gate, with it's maw agape,
Calls on friends of old to face their fate when a Good Man goes to war
But blink and i