A poem about great warriors.
110 warriors was about to enter the field,
of neverending battle,
slaughtering each other,
the sky turned red and
the wind grew stronger,
faced with the fate of a warrior,
death came upon them all,
spoken of for many years
they will,
a mark of bravery will be
made for these warriors,
a stone tablet shall
be put up,
inscribed on that tablet
all their name will stand..
Poetry by Alexander
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Written on 2005-11-18 at 18:04
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Warriors of Valhalla
prancing through the gates of Valhalla,110 warriors was about to enter the field,
of neverending battle,
slaughtering each other,
the sky turned red and
the wind grew stronger,
faced with the fate of a warrior,
death came upon them all,
spoken of for many years
they will,
a mark of bravery will be
made for these warriors,
a stone tablet shall
be put up,
inscribed on that tablet
all their name will stand..
Poetry by Alexander
Read 815 times
Written on 2005-11-18 at 18:04
Tags War Warrior Legendary
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