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Exiled

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The change was quick
A sudden reform at a tick
When all was at piece
No turmoil
Violence
Nor Disease

The people were happy
Living, working, celebrating
There existed not a single grief
Ended all but too brief

The once lovable, peaceful Queen
Corrupted with darkness none has seen
Violence erupted from her throne
Peace dropped like a stone

Happy peasants became oppressed slaves
What held torhes of light
Now holds human heads at stakes
Death ell rings at night

Villagers spoke out in detest
Gathered together in protest
But in the tyes of other rulers
They are the wrong evil doers

Homes burnt, they were left in the wild
No longer villagers, all exiled
Noting in hand but the clothes they wear
And tears of children so scared

The cold nights follows them in their sleep
Freezing all in their realistic dream
Torturing them bone deep
In forms of cold fire, cold steam

The faith in their gods declined so fast
Quick to forget their blessings in the past
They scream and cry from the pain
For their gods left them in vain

Suicide plagues and spreads like fire
Their desire to live has expired
Humble men became hungry beast
Killing their own in a murderous feast

Strong willed minds snapped like a twig
Wise men ignored, words no longer big.
a poem sharing a story. not completed
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