Comments about ShadowStrikeRaven C.M.Angell
The figure stood upon the crest,
of the ridge of spirits laid to rest.
He stared across the barren land,
laid to waste by mans own hand.
Like a shadow the figure stood,
against the sky, a backdropp of blood.
The figure shed a single tear,
for comrades afar and yet so near.
And on the figure stood, alone,
in the midst of the torn up battle zone.
And as he stood, the figure thought...
Battles may be won and battles may be lost,
But what they all have in common is that they're fought.
But that was then and that war has finished,