Sky Fighter Poem by NikiAlex Zander

Sky Fighter



It is a slow perilous journey, You must take extra care.
We are going up to the 'Devils Peak', to fight evil in the air.
We will learn from Master Ozgoo.
It will be like chasing a rainbow.
You should not fear, Our path is crystal clear,
It is the ‘Death Robe’, that Death does forever fear.

Have Your Women weave Us all a ‘Flaxen Robe’,
That is all We will need when this Epic is told.

Have five Men hunt for small Deer and Gazelle
If You see a ‘White Shoe Ibex’, please, leave Him be.
If You kill this Magnificent Beast, You will burn in hell.
It is Our most'Sacred Goat', as You will soon see.

We have true friends in Hebron, They live up in the snowy sky.
Our mortal enemys will not go there, don’t ask Me why.
It’s a five thousand pace march, straight-up a windsweept hill
We all should be dead tired, I know I will.
It’s a slippery long climb to get to Their rocky safe haven
If you get lost, just follow the Red Raven.

We will train for the battle, that will soon come this far,
We will have Superior Weapons, thanks to Our good friend Zophar.

The ‘Dark Black Stork’ will be near, calling His mournful siren song,
Do not answer, 'Black Death' will soon be along.

So wear Your 'Death Robe’, paint Your face bright blue.
666 is the Ancient Greek sign We will see,

When 'Black Death arrives,
He will not be able to find

You or Me…

Monday, February 24, 2014
Topic(s) of this poem: friendship
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