Reaper Crew

by Darclyfe   Dec 19, 2014


Alas so few,
Man is alone.
Liberation is affinity,
Anarchy is Eternal,

The we so few.
Freedom isn't free.
Something you may see,
The darkness is she?

Men is executed,
along is the mother hen.
Then the ink pen set in stone.
We who are so few are shown.

Dark, hated, loved.
Family, Friends, Blood,
We are so few.
WE are what remains...
Of the last Reaper Crew.

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  • 9 years ago

    by BlueJay

    Interestingly penned. Nice use of emotions and descriptions.