Army Of The Willing

Shoulder to shoulder,
hand in hand,
here we stand-
YOUR ARMY OF THE WILLING.
We will fight,
kill,
and die for your wishes,
your commands.
The cause may be nothing,
but fear not,
for without YOUR presence,
YOUR command,
we are nothing,
we do not exist.
You say he doesn't love enough,
we dispose of him.
She doesn't go to church every week,
we make it look like a suicide.
We are death's angels,
sent by The Holy One,
sent to destroy all of the different ones.
And destroy we will,
until Armageddon comes,
and you whisk us away.

by Ann Thrope

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