Rhythms of War

by Jaison   Jun 21, 2011


When the enemies strike back,
The war became intact.
The arrows soaring high in the sky,
Kill the enemies that came near by.
Reign of steel developed large clashes,
And cannons blasting explosions through flashes.
Soldiers of fortune fight with heart and soul,
And deny the right of pays through a toll.
I cried out the words "We're out numbered!"
As that strong opponent we remembered.
We all wished as if fleeing with no defense,
But aware that we must show that defiance.
I had the leader as my target,
But without my men I won't forget.
When will we ever be sent back home?
Therefore were not as mighty as Rome.
Land battles takes the bodies of thousands,
As the naval battles take the bodies of Islands.
My arms weakened as if defeated is near,
But I know all strong men must persevere.
Rise the steals of victory! To my last breath!
We can't accept the might of death!
The strength lifted through all men,
We mustered what we can again.
Battle cries destroyed the will to fight of the enemy,
As we brothers took our power through bravery.
We pursued the remaining forces
And put the dead on horses.
Bells, and screams were enlightened through celebration,
With many dancers forming a collaboration.
We finally ended, and amended the Declaration
Of the RHYTHMS OF WAR....

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