After the Fire
The fighting ended
long ago
the remnants of a race
clings to life
with great tenacity
Eyes gleam in
the darkness
the last of the
Mohicans steps foward
the last dance is danced
the last song is being sung
Only a few are
left on this Earth
Only a few, very few
very, very few
Copyright © Matthew Anish | Year Posted 2011
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