Flinging arrows through his heart
they ripped his flailing limbs,
and while he lay there helplessly
they fed their foulest whims
Not a sound could he utter
not a move could he make
gagged with golden liquids,
tied to silver stakes
The ropes cut his extremities
eyes unblinking in the sun
blood dripped, body baked
he watched them have their fun.
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