Village In Flames Poem by Justin Gildow

The dark forces are at work
Even I can sense dark magic being cast
As the village I've always known
Is now in flames

Flames grow small
While some grow big
Destruction lies everywhere here

Clutching my weapon
The skeletons walk and lumber around
tonight
Ready for a fight

I'm ready for them
And they're ready for me

Going from offense to defense
And vice versa
I flail away with my whip
Destroying the ones who've wrecked havoc
in this village
Turning it into a village in flames

Climbing up crumbling buildings
And running up stairs
I still look out through the openings
Seeing the fire and flames continue
As they did when they first started

A ram-like beast gives chase from behind me
While zombies of the undead raise up their
arms and walk in front of me

Using my weapons and abilities the best way
I can
I make a wonderful escape
Jumping over a pit
While the beast falls down and dies

The zombies still walk and stalk with their arms
in the air
Though they look ridiculous doing it

I've survived so far tonight
Tonight in this village of flames
Though I hope someday
When the evil that has plagued the land has
vanished
That this village will return to its former glory
Wouldn't that be a wonderful story
Wouldn't that be a true time of happiness