Remember the Legends? Because I don't
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Savior
Monster
Guardian
Vigilante
The preservation of life
So often the justification
For taking it
Humans...elevating those that keep guard
Until they watch...too close
And the so called hero...
Condoning the very act
He would condemn
Transgressions of the past
Shape actions to come
As offspring turns into adversary
Yesterday's loss...lead to madness
And god becomes tyrant
Becomes outcast
Becomes dust
As factions dissolve
And form
And lust for power
Enslaves all
Such foley
And futility
In the grand design
Curious, how lines
Once clearly defined
Become...blurred
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