Christopher Waters


My Last Stand - Poem by Christopher Waters

This hill top is were I'll make my final stand. This hill is my home I wont let them take it without a fight.If I am to die I'll die protecting my home. When the sun rises at dawn they will charge all them hungering for my blood I'll stand here on my hill and fight until my last breath escapes my chest I'll fight until... I die! One way or another this will be my last stand.

The sun rises and I see the mass of humanity that is the army that I face alone. I am the last man standing in there way they have laid waste to everything but me.I am but one man they are millions I can not win the war is already over. All I can do is drag as many of the heartless beasts as I can to hell with m...e. I can't abandon my home. This is my last stand 'COME! '


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Poem Submitted: Saturday, August 28, 2010



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