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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required This is posted in 3 parts because it was too long to be posted as one. My name is Kayla Thomas and this poem is for the contest Three Gems, in the contest section. This was written on 7/29/11. I return to my people with a warm greeting, then we prepare an attack When it comes to people we outnumber them, but in weapons we have a lack We cross many plains and hills until we finally reach the dreaded enemy As we march forward the woman take out their flutes and play a war time melody The men draw their swords as they plunge forward, taking down all who stand in their way I shoot arrows at the enemy, trying to keep their marching and invading soldiers at bay I know that if I die I can never return here, so I am fighting with all my might My people are giving their all to save the country they love and end this fight The battle is long and drawn-out; it is both bloody and fierce I see my prince die before my eyes, but there is no time for tears The battle is finally over and we have won, but at what cost? Was it worth all the tears that were shed, all the blood that was lost? I pick myself up from the ground, and brush off the dirt on my clothes As I leave my people I realize that freewill is something so delicate, it can’t owned Upon my arrival back to reality I set fire to the door of imagination with coal A land and it’s people is something that no one should, or ever can control
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