A raging storm emerges from a distance
Be Alert and on guard
The the vanguard approaches
There is a war coming
It will be the battle for your life
A battle for everything you hold dear
Be prepared
Souls are in queue
Awaiting a savior
Are you one of the braves?
Or those who cower in shame
Be disgusted not at the bloody sight
For it will stick around for a while
This is not for the faint-hearted
Tides are rising
Destinies are forming
Iron is forged
The battle is a go.
The storm is here
It's finally here
Sweeping with a wicked wave
Wrecking all in its path
Behold the soul reaper emerges
From within the shrouded sight
He has come to take the life force from your soul.
Are you ready to stand and fight, or will you cower behind women and children?
Are you ready to win back your life or will you meet your maker?
Are you the hero? Are will you be the victim?
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A Compendium Of Feelings To "THE ONE THAT IS TO BE MET". #tfa2017
PoetryA collection of poems written by me in silence, sadness and emptiness. Looking at the world from various perspectives. Life isn't all simple and straightforward. It's filled with twists and turns, magic and splendor. The world is a marvel, be it i...
