Faith in the Sword
by Kay ~*~
Disclaimer: Don't own 'em, don't sue me! Thank you. ^_^
Author's Note: Hmmm... my second attempt at EW poetry. My first was not that good. ;) This one's a bit better. Doesn't rhyme, though, but who cares??? It's about EW, and how things are different, I think. Not so sure... to late to tell... Please read and review???? :) :) :) :) Thanks!
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This land of madness and topsy turvy twists
Where the sun is the moon and the moon is the earth
Where the gods quarrel with the thunder
And we rage in helpless fear
This land of cynical values and morals that fade
Where a boy becomes a man and a fool in one day
And another learns humility and to see beneath human skins
And the stars can weep silver tears in the velvet black sky
This land of witches that can become a traitor or ally
Where a young women questions her beliefs and faith in her god
The cold, grey stones of her sister's mirror's eyes
Where a prophit of reason uses logic and reason to battle
This land of hells and havens of darkness
With no time, no gravity to catch what has fallen
Leprechauns and dragons who breathe molten lava
And cracked bones and splintered skulls can be walked on frequently
This land where legends are alive and breathing dark air
Where brave knights die in battle, real to the touch
Where the sea is cold salt, and awakens you to this place
Where the battles are hard and filled with scarlett blood wounds and crying
This land where the only hope is in survival
Where the faith is in the sword.
by Kay ~*~
Disclaimer: Don't own 'em, don't sue me! Thank you. ^_^
Author's Note: Hmmm... my second attempt at EW poetry. My first was not that good. ;) This one's a bit better. Doesn't rhyme, though, but who cares??? It's about EW, and how things are different, I think. Not so sure... to late to tell... Please read and review???? :) :) :) :) Thanks!
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This land of madness and topsy turvy twists
Where the sun is the moon and the moon is the earth
Where the gods quarrel with the thunder
And we rage in helpless fear
This land of cynical values and morals that fade
Where a boy becomes a man and a fool in one day
And another learns humility and to see beneath human skins
And the stars can weep silver tears in the velvet black sky
This land of witches that can become a traitor or ally
Where a young women questions her beliefs and faith in her god
The cold, grey stones of her sister's mirror's eyes
Where a prophit of reason uses logic and reason to battle
This land of hells and havens of darkness
With no time, no gravity to catch what has fallen
Leprechauns and dragons who breathe molten lava
And cracked bones and splintered skulls can be walked on frequently
This land where legends are alive and breathing dark air
Where brave knights die in battle, real to the touch
Where the sea is cold salt, and awakens you to this place
Where the battles are hard and filled with scarlett blood wounds and crying
This land where the only hope is in survival
Where the faith is in the sword.