A quick drawing plus poem based on a story that I'm currently writing. I figured Id submit this because I haven't submitted anything else for some time. I like to write some poetry but dont expect a lot from me. In case if you cant read it it goes like this:

There is blood on my hands.

Spilled from the bodies of men.

Men who I am told to kill.

Orders from the people who control me.

They say these men deserve their death.

I cannot see why they must die.

I can only see innocence in their souls

Yet I continue to slaughter.

Why is there blood on my hands?


Yes I realize that the picture sucks but that's only because I did it in a record breaking hour at midnight. In case if you're wondering what species that horribly draw guy is at the bottom, he doesn't have a specific species. But he more resembles a cat.