A blade; sharp
But not painless
It's yours and I am ant
Torment unheard, unfelt
Can you not see
My forfeit?
Can you not smell
My fear?
Ant and Blade
A war lost
You step on tiny bodies
And look at me
As I am
Ant-like
No movement
But I am cut open; splayed.
My gold
Spent on Revenge
Ant and Blade
Cruel, so much
Such thin mercy, and
As always
You never fail to
Disappoint
