Heroes of earth.

I speak of a futuristic post apocalyptic battlefield where human makes it's last defense to survive against an unknown enemy.

The days all fade away as the world turns to grey

The billions turn to millions and there's no more yesterday

This is when we find there is nowhere left to hide

The world has finally shown it's true dark side

The hounds scatter wide and begin to make sound

The human race slowly is nowhere to be found

From the dark emerges those willing to fight

Bearing weapons and revealing more and more within sight

The resistance is here, to fight, to persevere

Not long from now, it's clear the end is near

We will never accept this endeavor

You cannot end our race, no matter how clever

Extinction is near, So spoke the Seer

The human race doesn't give up, that is clear

As bodies fell the battlefield resembled hell

But those who survived are heroes and their story I do tell.

Reviews

[unsavable_soul]

I really like this piece, it speaks volumes of man's will to survive. Almost could be described as darkly inspiring. I have one critique for you though. Honestly and this is just my perspective and you are the artist here, but I felt the ending was a little lack luster given the immense talent this piece demonstrates to me. I was looking for a bang to end this but I felt it fell a little short of the epic nature of this piece. Of course again just a thought and the main point is this is in my humble opinion a masterful piece.
Chris

[Robert Michael Miller Jr.]

Thank you, and I actually have been thinking about expanding on it. At the moment I prefer an open ended ending that lets the reader expand with their imagination until I can get the wording just perfect to close my piece.

[unsavable_soul]

I think you might be right about the open ending I caught myself after I commented reading through it about two more times, just in a mind set of possibilities the piece offered questions like who are my heroes and what defines a hero so both ways I think the piece is great.
Chris