Wednesday, August 31, 2011

Last roar

+* Last Roar +*
This last roar
Extinction on its way
This tired boneless toothless straggler
Has had its day
No more is predator proud
Must live off other leftovers
Scavenge when one must
Move in shadows for fear
May be called out
As all is lost
All strength anger and vitality
The last roar keeps them back
They know not how far you have fallen
How infirmly you stand before them
Waiting for the first to move
To take the challenge and cast you down
Previously you would have no doubt
And fight and defeat each one
You know this doubt you carry
Ache of old wounds and scars
Futility of your thoughts
Is why you will not win.

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