Amy Has Returned
Trapped in the essence of time’s significance buried under rocky grounds
a flickering light eternity’s gaze ordained defined
her senses heighten into the blue flash above ahead streaking to her destinations end
the bitter truth diverges
emotions surging dramatic
reflex speedy in accuracy
as she emerges with her feet set solid on the rock
her arms swinging diverging as sharp knives ignite with spikes glittering in the dark
our guiding angel sent from above, from GOD has come
our watch girl ascribing a human form, reborn
there she approaches in heavenly form as angels descend willing to conform
for her sake darkness is done, the story is already on,in a while victory shall be one
pain, suffering, tears will be no more
the lamp of light beside her illuminating bright signaling the inscription that an
antidote of liberation has been formed
the war between good and evil has already begun
she glances at the castle in the darkness ready to run swerve slay dance sing
the beauty of sorrow, a lesson learnt
in the end the victory earned
in her fashionably cryptic overall-like gown of a mixture of black and blue
the people thankfully bow
as the sounds of the earth rumble at the light of victory that our hero indeed
Amy has returned and found
Copyright © Johnny Pyro | Year Posted 2010
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