For success you strive, all for naught
Instinct to survive, withered by drought
Airborne disease, bubonic plague

or trying to survive on minimum wage

Societal value, surely misled

Remembered no longer, I am pronounced dead

Patriotism, you firmly clasp

The future of our nations, held within our grasp
Shipped off to battle, a mutual foe
Sent home in a box, your life you forgo


Heinous corruption, ravage the land
Distorted allegiance has got out of hand

Dethrone the monarch, off with his head
Respected no longer, you are pronounced dead


Rancid stench of decay
Drifting in the air
Rotting body parts, scattered everywhere

Fetid fragments of flesh

Awaiting judgement day

No one left to care
Soul beyond repair, languish in despair
You acknowledge you death


Heinous corruption, ravage the land
Distorted allegiance has got out of hand

Last strands of vigor, hang on by a thread
Annihilation, we are pronounced dead