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General Employment.
By Reynaerde
03 October 2008

Very close
and far behind
pray the coins
will be kind




Front, left, stand, salute
see your face in my shining boot
My buttoned blue shirt
is bloodied from hurt
My britches browned
by dust and dirt

Not my fault
that we came to halt
on this barren sand-
this fringe of land

We followed our prey
-the man in green-grey
with a painted face
his mind displaced

He got away
No matter, for today
we came across an Angel Flock
ripe for picking, on the spot

They've tattered wings
and naked skins
Legs are shackled
Halos rattled

I am the General
We're law for barter
and every captive
will be profit's martyr.

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