Creatures
Creatures
By Nathan Hannen
Out they came from cover, Covert in every timed movement, Now they march
Smashed from previous melees, Just a faint shadow of the men they used to be
A heart of hearts, They remained collectively as one, In the ending steps of their
lives
Broken warriors, Fighting against the odds, Until burned, Smashed, And interned, No
choice given
T'is these heroes who deserve paramount recognition, For what the end has
delivered
A time in the clock of survival, A vision in the mirrored image of freedom's vibrant eye
All to these heroes, The ultimate prize, Victory in loss and death, In accordance with
life
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