Poems Of The Third Order

Fire pt. 1

Here I stand

don't know why

don't know where

Nothing to my name but my broken phone

Nonetheless, I got to fight
...
This poem's about to light up

I'll be walkin' through the fire

From friendly conversation

Into a battle of survivors

Like angels stripped of wings

Forsaken, fallen from the sky

To burn in Hell on Earth

Our quest to scavenge and survive

Just like Stevie Wonder, gotta get the Higher Ground

Except I'm never blind, I've got eyes around

Fight with pride, don't go hiding now

I hear victory calling

I follow the sound

The last man to stand

Will be me on this battlefield

Hope I got good poems on this page

I'll show you mine if you show me yours

Time to hit the road

My sanity's closing

Wait a sec I need a piece of inspiration

Put the writing on hold

Darkness due west

Don't worry this isn't the worst I've been shook

I've deflected half the flak that I took

I guess i can do more with my words than talk

I watch my friends engulfed by the dark

I feel I'm on the brink

And yet there's still a Fire deep inside ...

Now it's time to take the fight to them

To be continued

Hey guys this was a hard one to do because I wanted to go straight to the point, but i'll save it for part two...cliffhanger alert
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