Modern day Warriors in an Apocalyptic war, Light your Lanterns Wanderer
The Night is a blade while the Stars are its Whetstone.
Where men have Marched where the pavement cracks into fangs
Where the last camp fires gutter in oil drum hearts
Modern Armor is hammered from stop signs & scrap metal prayer
Our banner from old historical maps of cities that were swallowed
Yet, the Sword still Sparks the Oblivion
Holed up in the clench of the Azovstal stronghold
The surviving battalion went in as one person, Came out a brigade of another
Near the city of Mariupol of a network of tunnels
Winding through subways safe from the above weaponry where
Green Steel is the hope for recovery, a turbocharged blueprint of what’s to
Be molded in the smelters of a crude crucible of misshaped Chios.
About the Creator
Ocusan M
I write in a surrealistic style learning new realities as i researched Quantum physics in Quantum Dreaming where the man had a Quantum computer in his home that could see into the future.
Standing While Falling
Quotation from Friedrich Nietzsche "He who wrestles long with monsters should beware lest he himself become a monster. And if you gaze long into an abyss, the abyss also gazes into you. Man is not destroyed by suffering, but by the meaning he makes of it."
By LUCCIAN LAYTH6 days ago in Critique
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