So many stood by his side
Everyone vowed they would not hide
It was up to them to turn the tide
And he was their only guide
Time had passed and land was dark
The fog rolled in slow
The enemy burst of from the mist
The moon hung down low
Bones were shattered
Blood was spilled
So little injured
So many killed
But there he stood, in plain sight
And then exploaded a flash of light
All the remainers watched in fright
Broken was the dark of night
He stood tall, strong and brave
The light came from his face
All the enemys fled in fear
And were gone without a trace
Everyone has gone now
And his job has been done
After all the death around
He was the last one
A contest entry
- Titles! by Walking Oxymoron.
700 points, ended December 28, 2008, 25 entries
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Bones were shattered
Blood was spilled
So little injured
So many killed
The line all the remainers... should be all the remainder.
However, this gave me shivers at the end.
You did a great job with my title- Thank You!
Excellent write here. Wonderful!
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