Quisling Quest

I must dismiss my behavior.

I know this because it will haunt me if I don’t.

The gratitude from the enemy,

The resent back at home.

 

Is this pain?

I’m only killing my cause

With promises of gold.

 

Little did I know,

the enemy had a chance

and took it before I could blink.

I know suddenly

I had made a mistake.

 

I awoke and sounded quite different

My feelings astray.

My sight I had lost completely

Regret remains

 

I mus face my people now

Dead among the living

And it appears I might have to start an apocalypse

From the bullet in my lungs.

 

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