The Avenger Of Death

The Avenger Of Death

It was night when it started,
There was no witness’s.
They made no sound,
They where avenging death.
Their families and friends,
Where killed by them.
With their swords drawn,
And with honor in their hearts.
They where ready,
For their greatest battle.
Their enemy knew they where here,
They struck one of them a fatal blow.
Instantly killing one of them,
They where into battle.
Striking each other blows,
Time went fast.
Days had past,
There was only one left.
And both where dieing,
But his mission was a success.
For he was the avenger of death,
Avenging his family’s death.

By Fred Smith