
Through fire and flame
This forge of life
Within your back
The sharpest knife
Between the blades
A searing pain
A dagger gleaming
Others gain
Molten, burned
A tempered steel
A searing drive
Is all you feel
Through steam and smoke
You rise again
Warhammer blunt
And forged to win
You’ve been reshaped
A form anew
Bred to battle
Until its through
Β©The Beginning At Last


Leave a reply to Kevin Cancel reply