The Battle

Up in the trees,
Eyes are watching
Ears are hearing

Looking, Searching
Watching, Waiting

Stomping feet,
Choking smell
They come…

Tree branches sway,
Blur of motion
Metal gleams,
Lightning flashes
Black blood flows.

The Battle is won,
The day of glory,

But while the black lord can breath
Our people will not be free…

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