Lmao. Wait...wtf? That was wack but funny Zeno. Keep the silly comin
. Matter of fact, that gives me an idea for a poem...I'll have to work on it and post it later on.
Rise Again
Our land used to be full of lush greens.
Healthy air, sunshine, and beautiful things.
Our lives were filled with great happiness,
and our people hard working and full of friendliness.
That all changed the day they came...
They invaded our land,
destroyed what we had built and cherished.
Now all that is left is debri, fire, and pain.
Now our architecture lies in rubble.
We stood and watched in horror as it did crumble.
Our land now a barren wasteland,
and our people riddled with disease.
They consumed our resources
and killed our people with ease.
They spat on us, kicked dirt in our faces.
Stepped on us while were down,
rubbing our faces into the mud with their heel.
Down to near extinction for all of our species and races.
And they expect all of us to kneel?
Go ahead and trounce me, kill me.
Though soon you will see
that you cannot break me.
We will fight until our brethren are free.
The enemy did something we never did expect.
We will not swallow our pride or throw our lives away,
and choose death as the only option to accept.
We all still have something to protect.
Now we will rise out of the ashes.
To provide protection to the mass'.
They've killed our mothers and fathers.
Ruined our cultures, enslaved our brothers and raped our sisters.
If we want a future for our sons and daughters,
to find a way to end the bloodshed and slaughter.
We have to raise our guns with bruised and battered arms.
We will stand up on broked legs and wipe the blood from our eyes.
Our stories will be our battle cries,
From the dirt and debri, together as one, we will rise.
Let's raise our heads up high.
We have one more chance.
Let's go all out and reach for the sky.
We have time for one last dance.
Let's reach for glory,
let's reach for victory.
Dont let them forget
that this is our story.
Together we will re-write history.
I'll fight until I cannot.
I will go on until my name is etched in stone.
Lay down our arms and go quietly
into the night we will not.
Together we'll reclaim our throne.
Persevere until they all have fled.
Or until every last one of them are dead.
We will fight them with every breath to the end.
Our freedom is not for them to condemn.
Together...we will rise again.
The first 3 paragraphs is kinda talking to the reader. The rest he is more or less talking to the survivors and trying to rally them.
I usually dont give my inspirations away. Promo alert!! But one is from Resistance: Fall of Man. And the other is a Saliva song called "One more chance". http://youtube.com/watch?v=Ks9Tb8VkgOM


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