New Blade
T Terence George Craddock (Spectral Images and Images Of Light)
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I am the wild horseman
watching; over crest of hill.
Surveying all land beneath;
before me. Coveted treasures
lie locked laid fallow fasting
in rich; green ripe pastures.
By hand of iron strength;
heart mind of forged steel;
will trinkets be plunder taken.
Hand shall surge wield;
new blade. So sharp...
refined enduring wonder.
Raise sate. Mightiest sword ever
forged among furnaces.
Typifying civilized. Educated men.
A new battle looms lies before.
Insurgent raid conflict renewed...
in conquest; age old war never won.
Rabid beast; ravages before us.
Sabre; shade nether creature.
Feasting upon. Desecrated darkness.
Age old enemy still lurks; haunts.
Fabled unknown unexplored;
undiscovered bases; regions.
Frequenting hidden shadows;
unexplored to educated man.
Waiting to enslave reclaim;
weak worthless lost lives.
Waiting to engulf tear down;
reap in rage enticing savagery.
Ignorance still remains;
civilizations turbulent greatest foe.
Educational processes;
rule greatest latest crusade.
Conflict technology conducted;
on totally global range scale.
Copyright © Terence George Craddock
http: //www.poemhunter.com/terence-george-craddock/
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