Arrows and Quivers

ARROWS AND QUIVERS , Arrows and quivers, Of the common people, Glued to his shoulders, He walks incognito, His paths are invisible, Like the speed of light he runs, On the roof tops he walks unnoticed like an ant. Comes in the colors of shadow, And with camouflage of a chameleon, That perches on a tree, The whistle of his arrow roars like lion, Sticking to the chest of its prey. The terror of the tyrants, Hundreds of troops to guard, But he breaks the flanks and strikes, Down are the tyrants, That terrorize the weak, Though he strikes, But his sword is never stained with blood. ANYABOLU IFEANYI GENTLE A.D 2018,NOV 10{whatsapp 07061816037}