The Golden Horde Poem by Vikram G. Aarella

The Golden Horde

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From the cold deserts of Mongolia
Rugged little men on horses strode,
Rampaging and plundering great lands
Leaving them lifeless and barren to erode.

From Ghengis Khan to Attila the Hun
With guts and determination they rode,
Creating the largest empire world had seen
From the humble beginings in their abode.

The greatest war machine
Always in the fighting mode,
No one withstood the onslaught
Of the marching Golden Horde.

The Barbarians from the east
With no ethics, religion or code,
Shook the foundations of civilised world
To the great warriors, this is my ode.

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27/12/07

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