(Deprived from my book called Deathsong)
Ye who heareth thy pleas of the Sea
Will learn of the sorrow brought unto Ye by Thee
Of how thine kin released Thee
And Ye's reversal and sacrifice in order to be free
Eyes of gold shall turn blood red
The sky dies as it rains the dead
Ones without wings shall gain more than ever
And compete terribly with those of the feather
Children will reign, fire will grow
The horrors of the day will take their toll
And each night within sight, an angel will take flight
And die once again at the unprecedented fright
Screams of agony, a future symphony
Will leave the heavens so utterly empty
As empty as human hearts that lack the light of hope
The world of light will never cope
Yet the age of Deathsong is not so near
For Ye to shrink back in deplorable fear
Only one can lead the future to light
And sacrifice all in the future fight
Ye of sin, one of love
Ye that hides from her race, above
Ye who is kin to the oceans below
Ye who is kin to whom the serpent keeps in tow
Ye shall be marked as the daughter of day
Gifted wings that will not stay
Only when they leave, and the duo pleas thrice
May the reversal of sin erase darkness via sacrifice
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2018 Poetry Gauntlet Competition Entries
PoetryCreated solely for competitions, this book contains my best work in poetry as i let my poetic side flourish delightfully for once. I am a very rich writer, and everyone who has ever read my poems, always enjoys them. And they go far far away to othe...
