Within the WorldA Poem by Alana Michelethis always changing pattern seared across their minds kaleidoscope colors shifting to black and white stained red balanced on the last straw a breathe thin hair tossed to the breeze a careless cry lost…again the wandering of this path your footsteps imprint forever in the years these lands will know mythical beasts in their glory return once again claiming their stake these men have stolen with blood stained grasps loosen the sword when dragons scream the siren’s call the horn will sound and the bell will toll
© 2009 Alana MicheleAuthor's Note
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