Wednesday, April 11, 2007

A Poem from Me

The Battle The land beyond was dead. A man in armor stood in glory. Zeus watched in dread, For the land was gory. The warrior look before him, There stood naught but a stray spear. To him the victory had seem slim, Yet here he stood with cuts from feet to ear. The battle had been long and weary. The path to glory had been vigorous. The land was a scene of dead fury. The battle had ended and the man in armor was victorious. ~Lucifel-Kira

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