Followed by the Minister of War
Down the line of fixed bayonets
His eyes glint like razors
Cutting the cards
Men straight as tracers
Stiff uniform white glove
Maybe tomorrow fallen
Rolling like dice
Knife so close to a face
Furrowed with mystery
Shadowed motives
Flipping like coins
Nations lethally embrace
Chance dance with death
Locked and loaded
For Russian roulette

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