Rhiscx Poem by Champion Chris

Rhiscx



What demands a hostile war?
To which countless graves, dead men store

A single lie, ignited the fires
That burned our nation, because of liars

We looked up to Heaven, God please save us
His grace we took for granted, but again we mistrust

Grace isn't a weapon, it's the ultimate treaty
Terrorists know this, and so they play along to kill you and me

I've had enough, no man can revive
Once I have my weapon again, no man will survive

I stand in the desert, look at my foe
This kid with a weapon, ten years of old

I stare in his eyes, that gaze isn't there
To kill a man, but death is everywhere

He can't kill me, but I can't kill him
This is the fate, that's been decided for them

My teammate sees me, disarmed by a boy
He drew his gun, and took sight at the young coy

I turned my head, saw him take aim
'NO! ' I yelled, as his barrel spit flames

A thunderous blow, struck my temple
Friendly fire, it was quite simple

My body went cold, the boy was covered in blood
His life I had protected, as my corpse slammed with a thud

My eyes opened, I was surrounded by noise
What's going on? I see some young boys

'EAR! ' What are they smoking?
To be yelling ear? Is someone choking?

It's something different, hey what the hell?
Something just shocked me…jolts as well

I thought I was dead? Why do i feel?
This defibrillator as God, had given me the wheel

I awake from the dead, the devil lost me again
Tough luck punk, I've relinquished my sin

The boy towers over me, not a boy anymore
He says 'Welcome', it's been year four

What? Four years?
Since i saved the boy, from his bloody fears?

I looked to the mirror, my face was profane
Replaced with a different shade of a man

I had survived, but after i had died
Both worlds wanted me, but where would I lie?

Then he gave me, a book of some font
The name of a person, was inscribed on front

The name pulsed through my mind, are they still alive?
The names of my love, friend, and parents still strive?

Then it hit me, I'm at home and warm
In the same room, where I was born

Outside the door, i see them there
The people that love me, emotions everywhere

The boy now man, opened a case
Inside was my weapon, recreated new base

This was the weapon, that had saved his life
But in the end, had ended my strife

This is my rifle, there are many like it
But this one is mine, and it's name is Rhiscx

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