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Category:
Poetry › Free Verse
Rating:
Adult +
Chapters:
1
Views:
598
Reviews:
1
Recommended:
0
Currently Reading:
0
Disclaimer:
This is a work of poetry. Any resemblance of characters to actual persons, living or dead, is purely coincidental. The Author holds exclusive rights to this work. Unauthorized duplication is prohibited.
Blood
red and gleaming
against the silver
of the blade
in my hand
Dried on my skin
evidence of a battle
won?
or lost?
Matters not.
I stand alone
on the field
the screams of
the dying
fill my ears
my eyes
filled with
the sight of blood
.
An acrid stench fills
my nose
blood and burning
flesh.
Enemies
dying on pyres
sacrificed to their god.
The blade falls
limp from my hands
I stagger
away
from the carnage
the death
and
destruction
I have wreaked
I fall upon soft earth
clean from blood.
Dirt
fresh
with the scent of life
and I scream
hollow
and loud
I yell
to the sky
my anger
and pain.
I do not
meant to kill.
But I will.
I am a warrior
I am the horseman
I stalk the living
forever.
Hunting.
The battle forever
goes on.
I am death.