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Author: Chelsea O.
Fiction Rated: K+ - English - Poetry/Adventure - Reviews: 4 - Published: 12-07-06 - Updated: 12-07-06 - id:2286810

“Fallen Soldier”

Fallen soldier

Lift your hand

Here is everything

That you demand

You’ve seen the horrors

Seen the death

Holding out

Till each last breath

So hear me now

Listen close

With winged words

I will boast

“On all Hollow’s eve

Rise up now

The gruesome dead

All around

Take this pot

Take this ladle

Stir these things

Upon the table

Human eyes

A monkey tail

Rat’s left foot

Fishes scale

Brown bat wing

A witch’s tear

A wolf’s front teeth

One torn left ear

Goblin’s hand

Crushed to dust

The reapers blade

Free of rust

With the blade

I summon thee

The maladies

I think of three

Raise my Sorrow

Reap your best

Help end the world

At my request

Come Malady

Wipe them out

End the war

With one last drought

Rise Starvation

You greedy fiend

To end the world

In a gruesome scene

Come to me

My newborn slaves

I have the power

You now crave

Sit before me

On bended knee

With the dawn

You shall be free

Reap the evil

Continue the sorrow

The Armageddon

Will be tomorrow”

And now my friend

Cast the spell

Change the world

Time will tell

War is Hell

Hell is War

End it now

Let it be no more

Change the world

Release the three

Good will not prevail

Mankind will flee



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