Battles found

A Poem by poeticsafari

Some battles are won, some are lost, but no matter who the victor may be take pride that you have done yourself

On the eve of this triumphant night
I sit back with an eerie sensation
hoping and waiting for this our last stand
are final battle, and an ultimate hoorah
I feel intrigued to be a part of this astonishing
revelation to the next part of our world
watch sweetly and hope for the best for the only way
for this to work is join together hand in hand
so I say to you all fly softly into this new place
at...tack it head on no turning back from this point on
so now that we stand here waiting for our predicted doom
what is your last stand?
and with whom does it entail
even though the battle shall be won in less than a moment
there is nothing left to do but to brace for impact