The Guardian Factory

by I Darkstar X

A small-ish oneshot I thought up a month or two back. I suck a writing summaries, and people who know me will agree. I can't build suspense, or make a fleeting glance-r turn into a loyal reader. But what I can do is write. So that's what I do. I write. Rated M for blood and violence

3. DATA FILE 3: POEM

The Guardian Factory Poem.

When no one dares to wipe your tears,
Or cross the planes to combat your fears,
Who then will head the call,
And protect your being from any and all?

The answer to this is beneath
The cold and grey, the dark and bleak,
Where shadows reign in the caverns long,
Where the devil sings his demonic song.

There under the rock and soil,
Lies the bounty of your toil,
The Guardian Factory is at you command,
below 10 miles of stone and sand.

Will you use this chance to save your world,
Or instead use your rusted sword?
The choice is yours, and yours alone,
Beneath 10 miles of soil and stone.

The Guardian Factory will be here,
To defend you from your enemies.
Your cries it hears,
It will dry your tears,
The Guardian Factory,
Will be here.