The Knight
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Trapped within a haze of fear, knights gathered
in the thundering spiraled sounds of night
with a ready sword in hand, taking a
stand against the devil's release from hell.
Their faces erupted in rage with a
mosaic kaleidoscope of frenzy.
Amid the chaotic cacophony,
the crowded night drowned out the General's
spoken words that evoked strength and courage.
Hysteria in their victims erupted
as flaming arrows sailed tearing the sky.
Followed by the loud sounds of the battle cries,
clashing of swords, and the screams of men in pain.
Victory brought on an apocalypse
of death and destruction. A treaty of
perpetual peace, did nothing to heal,
caused more harm to the hollow impaired heart.
9/25/2017
Copyright © Eve Roper | Year Posted 2017
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