The cloud changes to dark
With a shivering spark
Thunder in the sky
Red and blue
The waves getting higher
Or the hopes getting drier
The Captain didn't know what's happening
He might hadn't got any clue
But the league was to march on the top!
With the cursed soul of others always there to stop
He will never give up
He will never be tired
He will always rise
To show up the warrior!
It's the blood in the veins or
The rage in the bones of the Mighty warrior!
Ergo he will always rise!
- M
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Redemption Of Survival
PoetryThe " Redemption Of Survival " contains some poems written by Me. Do ignore my grammer mistakes
