He choked
With words
While poked
With a sword
He spoke
The truth
Of the smoke
Feel of ruth
Death for liars
Bail for speakers
Thrown in fires
The devil seekers
He was spared
A weakened soul
Often stared
By the beasts in coal
No way out
Even if he tried
Sounds of his shout
In melody he cried
Life long hunger
Engulfed in dark
How much longer
Will the beasts bark
Lasting debt
Unchosen fate
Leashed wrath
He was the bait...


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