Thistle Wargul


Last One Standing* - Poem by Thistle Wargul

Standing alone,
Above a bottomless void.
You just want it all,
But you’ve forgotten that I’m still here!

A lone wolf in the arctic desert,
The tiger that evades capture.
Fangs and claws,
Razor sharp in the cold clear night.

I think you’d better run now,
‘Cos I’m coming after you.
I’m the last one standing,
And I’m waiting for you!

Would you bleed,
Would you cry,
Would you kill
For your greed?

Would you leave
Those that care
All behind
For all your greed?

Can’t you see me? Last one standing
I’ve faced it all! Last one standing
You cut me down! Last one standing
I’m the last one standing and I’m coming for you!

You tortured innocent,
For you own pleasure.
Manipulating them,
To play with power.

Hunted through the night,
Shaking in the heat.
The tide of fear is rising,
And it’s drowning you alone.

I think you’d better hide now,
‘Cos I’m searching for you.
You know what’s gonna’ happen
And there’s no mean of escape!

Would you bleed,
Would you cry,
Would you kill
For your greed?

Would you leave
Those that care
All behind
For all your greed?

Can’t you see me? Last one standing
I’ve faced it all! Last one standing
You cut me down! Last one standing
I’m the last one standing and I’m coming for you!

No matter what you do,
I’ll always be there,
Watching you,
Waiting for my chance,
‘Cos I’m the last one standing,
And you’re going down!

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Poem Submitted: Saturday, March 29, 2008

Poem Edited: Monday, February 15, 2010


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