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Up and down

When he was born
The wasteland bled
With human blood
And the sands fed
The empty halls
Filled with debris
And shimmering lights
Became so still

With crumbling sounds
It came to halt
Distorted walls
And broken floors
He fled quite far
Until he felt
It was the world
That really fled

When he awaited
In desert dust
He knew that
It will be long
He made a den
He scouted far
The empty husks
And molten stones

When they came
With flag high
He knew they
Will be all right
They set upon
The shifting sands
With heavy feet
And weary hands

When they found
The empty town
He knew they
Will settle down
They made a camp
They heated sand
Dead city watched
Their bodies mend

When winds changed
The end was nigh
They have put on
Hazard attire
They made themselves
An easy prey
And shadow fell
As he leapt

Last edited: Voker57 on 2016-07-15 21:46:07 +0000