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401. The Broken Tooth

A broken tooth lay upon the floor
A reminder of what had transpired
The prisoner hadn’t said a word
Nor given up on who he had conspired
Though beaten and tortured much
His body broken into a bloody mess
The prisoner refused to give in to them
No amount of torture could make him confess
He thought he had won or made them stop
But they told him they had a surprise
There wasn’t much more they could do to him
Until he saw his family standing before his eyes
To choose between them or his country
Was a situation for which he never had a plan
Sacrifice took on a much different meaning
When his son would never live to be a man
So without remorse he did give in
For his country meant nothing without them all
But he should have realized nothing would matter
When they were lined up and shot against a wall
They cast him into the streets to die
A failure to his country and his own family
He’d endured pain and suffering for nothing
For in the end things just have to be
Take heed all you warriors with your state’s secrets
Know that in time such things fade away
What would you do to save your family
If given the choice one day


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