The battle is not romantic.
How it hurts to live the war!
More sure in books; more tame in scenes:
God and the devil,
Keeping score.
The battle is not romantic.
As a child, you better knew
its black and white; how white will win:
Meanwhile, though, black obscures
What's true.
The battle is not romantic,
But we look to the end!
The victor sees, the victor comes:
Bronze bows are easiest
For him to bend.
Dear reader,
Fighting the battle today.
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