Inheritance

“When will we recieve it?
(They ask
They demand

“Upon death, my children
Upon the last breath
Of those in possession

For what is his
Is not hers
Is not mine
Is not yours now
Or for a while

Unless of course
You go to the sword

“And kill?

“Kill.
Fight.
(Wars. Specifically, one sided.)

Take.
Before they awake to defend their young
Let no plea arise from their tongues

“And what when we have won?

“Is it not enough to have won?
Retrace your borders
Collect your slaves
Display for all in a trophy-case
The high-ranking corpses
So generous to return your gaze

Then you will have all the things you want
Your reward for such a diligent hunt

(Specifically, your inheritance.)”

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