One sweeping moment
One glance to the east
At the breaking of the dawn
One last moment
Before the thread breaks
Before the fortress falls
Before life is questioned
One last hope
Or one last fall
The choice is not to be made
By human will
But by fate
And behold the choice will be made
In that one last moment of glory
As you look to the east
And see that one last thing
Worth fighting for
Whatever it may be
It comes charging at you
No way of hiding from it
No way of missing it
Its headed for you
And no one else
In one swell of emotions
It engulfs you
Ensnares you
Captivates and consumes your body
Swirling around in your mind
At full pace it comes
At full pace it impacts
The very fiber
Of your being
And you are paralyzed for one brief moment
And all you can think
Is
This is the last thing
The last hope
Before the fall
The last outstretched hand
The last companion
The last reinforcement
And you find
That you have at least one thing left
A light gleams in your eyes
You have something left
You have a hope
Something worth fighting for
Something worth believing in
Something that charges forward
Down an embankment
In order to save you
In that last dramatic moment
Before the end
Before the bottom consumes you
The bottomless pit
Of death
And of sorrow
That loathes hope
Hope
Which sends riders in white
Carrying the message of hope
Hope to drive you
And keep you alive