The Devil’s Game
The word for today.
Desolation

A ruthless game, with a whispered name.
Leaving behind a trail of endless sighs.
In the name of power,
Nations built on the backs of the fallen shall crumble beneath the weight of their own design.
What is power, if gained through such a costly currency.
The souls of the fallen are forever gone.
As the curtain fell, one cannot help but stare and shake their head.
The pursuit of dominance, they lost their way.
Blinded by desires, they led astray.
Esteem does shine in the hearts of the pained.
The Devil's Game, leaving behind a legacy of pain,
Where countless lives are the price of a whispered name.