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We, The Faithful

We fought unbelievers like madmen.
We slaughtered them in their millions.
And you know we'll do it again.
Next time, we'll massacre billions -

entire nations, city by city,
province by province, region by region.
All without a care, without pity.
For we are numberless, we are legion;

we, who murder in God's holy name,
whose work is righteous, whose word is true,
we have made of death a game.
And soon, we'll be coming for you.

M. Peacock 221225

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Martin Peacock

Tue 23rd Dec 2025 21:04

Thanks, everyone. And to answer Graham, all gods. Nearly missed a trick there - what i meant to say is, i've never met a god who didn't allow, or turn a blind eye to killing in his name (and it's always 'his' too; funny, that.)

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Stephen Gospage

Tue 23rd Dec 2025 18:23

Concise and chilling, Martin. The last line stops the reader in their tracks.

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Graham Sherwood

Tue 23rd Dec 2025 12:02

Sadly true Martin......but which God?

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Uilleam Ó Ceallaigh

Tue 23rd Dec 2025 11:51

Onward Christian Soldiers!
For God, King and Country.

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