Wednesday, May 13, 2015
Friday, May 1, 2015
The black sky explodes before my eyes,
I look at the world knowing that I could be saying “Farewell”.
I try not think of my father.
He was a brave soldier and although he’s gone he’s still in my heart and soul,
The big crowd lingers forward as I fall to the ground,
The air already smells like a blood bath,
I quickly get up and get ready for battle.