End of Days


They think I forgot my history,
They think I forgot my future,
But they forgot I had a pen to write everything.
They were under eighty banners,
They were one million soldiers,
All ammunition swapped for swords and arrows.
I gave them a chance for peace,
I made promises – they rejected,
So I will emerge from the depths of this world.
I will fight with them a common foe,
I will fight against them for four days,
And the final result is the long awaiting victory.
This language is not mine to speak,
But its meaning is all what it is for,
And this is a reminder that my eternal life is near.
Saturday, 29thof June 2013
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