Author Notes
Hi! So many things I want to say like - I'M ALIVE! Its good to be back on (after over a year), and I promise there will be more updates in future.
However this is a one off poem I've come up with, set in TF:A when I wrote it, but in hindsight it could be applied to many of the other continuities - Yay for hindsight. Its meant to be about the Decepticon cause, and well, just read it you'll get the idea.
Read and Review please :), your kindness feeds plot bunnies. No flaming, but constructive criticism will be appreciated. Also Disclaimer: I do not own Transformers, it is property of Hasbro - despite how badly I want to.
Our Ancient March
Red optics glowing in the dark
Come join us on our ancient march
A banner tall and high
It's purple symbol reaching the sky
Violently spilled energon on the ground
The smell of death lies all around
Red optics glowing in the dark
Come join us on our ancient march
Transform and rise up is our call
Watch on as the Autobots fall
Victory is ours to claim
Not once is this ever a game
Red optics glowing in the dark
Come join us on our ancient march
Our leader speaks words so wise
It is time for the Decepticons to rise
Despite the price we'll carry on
We will die for Lord Megatron
Red optics glowing in the dark
Come join us on our ancient march
Freedom through tyranny is our goal
Once claimed we will stand tall
For some, war is all they will ever know
But we'll soon reap the awards our weapons sow
Red optics glowing in the dark
Come join us on our ancient march
