Honor Poem by Aaron(AarionLee) Morris

Honor

Rating: 5.0


out of the sun they fly
towards me in a blinding light
my chance to fight is slim
my future now is grim

a phoenix with wings of fire
I try to run climbing higher and higher
the battle now is in the sky
in this fight I shall surely die

Fly...for my honor
Fight...for your freedom
Fly...for my life
Fight...for what is right

two now are on my tail
as they fire I feel the pain
straight from the depths of hell
if I live I'll go insane

fire has broke out as I start to spin
I'm headed towards the sea
this battle I did not win
now at last my soul can be free

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