The drum beats,
Units marching in line,
as the thunder across the land.
Their destination is unknown.
Slowly they are being watched,
Hawked eyes are following their every presence.
What are they up to?
Who do they seek?
I lay there having finished my entry.
Glancing up at the ceiling...
Everything is still,
Except those curtains that flutter in the light breeze.
Everything is so calm.
My skin crawls,
Information floods in.
What will be the next order?
Tactically marking out their path.
Suddenly there's a knock at the door.
Reds and blues of banners and colours whip the air.
I look around.
Who are they after?
Who's the enemy?
With an icy realisation...
I realised whom they wanted.
.......They were hunting me down....
Author notes
Well felt like writting something new.
Adding your comment: