Gunpowder
For seeking of value
Of searching for gold
Creating a mixture
Of riches untold
For accidents bound
Yet luck is in play
For beyond riches and wealth
Destruction is made
Of saltpeter, charcoal, and sulfurous fumes
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A combination of devious truth
The hark of bloodied and ruinous tombs
Gunpowder was born
Wars were fought
Explosions were common
The blood of innocents
Left scars not forgotten
A cycle of violence
And debts not repaid
For it all stems from
A black powder of flames



