Clarion Call

I was asleep when i first heard it
Loud and harsh in the dead of night

It rang out a message,a call
Come mothers,fathers,brother and all

So up in a daze I stumbled
Running out, shirt unbuttoned

Was this the beginning of the end?
If so who would they send? 

The crowd grew,people whispered
What could have happened,they wondered

A clarion call we thought was a bit much
Yet did we gather outside the church

Silence fell with the Chief's voice
Slicing sharply through the noise

"The worst has happened
Draw your swords,have it sharpned

Indeed while at night we all slept
Our beloved City endured a theft

Gather all the young men of valour
For our village whore has lost her honor".
Copyright © | Year Posted 2019

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