A Historic Event
Bullets grace this darkened night sky of mine
Lights flash above the stone encrusted walls
Tragedy strikes as my commander dines
Without remorse as his blood servants fall
The rain weeps in pity for all dead souls
The outcome seems dark, a desolate end
Crossing the hairs for fellow armored ghouls
A flicker of hope explodes as they fend
The parting clouds permit a weightless sign
Reversal of fears encompass the sky
As our commander rises to feet
Hoisting a victorious flag up high
Cheers erupt through enemy defeat
A promising sight of a needed win
Surpasses the cries of murderous sins
During battles of defending strongholds of medieval castles
9/22/20
Tim Varner (Finlee)
A Historic Event Poetry Contest
William Kekaula
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