Forevermore

by Kane Bochatyn

Fires burn.

Weapons drawn.

Our screams of bloodlust shake the earth.

We charge as one, fierce and whole,

To rid our world of them

Forevermore.

 

Pulses race.

The battle begins.

Our blood forms a raging river, wading

To our final act.

Nowhere left to turn, we are

Stuck on this field

Forevermore.

 

On we run.

"Save yourselves."

Shattered blade, cries echo

Out in my head.

Falling free, touching death,

I join my brethren

Forevermore.

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