Forsaken Heroes

Little hero
standing tall,
go back home
before you fall.
What they are is disease released,
spreading far to feed the beast.
On your shoulders
they’ll place the world
until you collapse
replaced with boys and girls.
They fill your head with pretty lies
before they send you off to die.
You’ll be a hero
is often said.
What good’s the praise
if you’re already dead?

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