Weapon of Hope
A weapon of hope, she
stands in the breach,
firing her deadly
cannons of calamity
toward the darkness.
Screams pierce the
inky void, rising to
crescendos before
subsiding to whimpers
and finally, silence.
Still the weapon of hope,
she rises, once again
firing her deadly cannons
while behind her they live
free while she stands.
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