The Victor

by Fiol   Aug 23, 2010


My flag flies high,
slapping at the sky,
raise my axe into the air,
only the Devil knows why..

My black wings spread,
you know your day is done,
from out of the Maelstrom,
hails the raging Son..

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  • 13 years ago

    by Soft Parade

    Hi, some poems have a clear message and others we can read into in different ways.

    For me, i read into this as a son finally breaking from his fathers shadow by destroying him (metaphorically).

    I like to know what you had in mind while witing?

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