Designated TerrainA Poem by Frank F. AtanacioBattle between Heaven and Hell continues...
The dark angel thought everything was going his way, until he felt victory slip away, he was angry, and betrayed, he looked like calm, wet palm, itchy skin, then their eyes met, but the beads of sweat on his face showed tension, apprehension, what had been a vision of hope was now a symbol of frustration, he moved forward and his back sloped, and he simply lost all concentration, he knew there were different ways all in his mind a scenario plays, delivering destruction to Human Kind, but it was his dark army who ceased to exist, they fell to their own dark rain, and now they occupy a designated terrain, it was there doing and it was their pain, the dark demon’s army fell, and lost forever in the debts of hell! © 2009 Frank F. Atanacio |
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Added on January 31, 2009 AuthorFrank F. AtanacioShelton, CTAboutI'm a fun-loving person who loves sports, baseball, and football, and enjoy writing I love writing my Nick PT Barnum Mystery Novels... New One Out Now When The Kingdom Comes God Will Understand.. Che.. more..Writing
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