The Burning Crusade by Memphis Knight

Vast asleep in this dying dream
In the brutal war of flame to man
a distant echo of a childs scream
Brought the epilogue of deaths plan

The blazing heat and dancing flame
destroyed invunerable walls to last
and our hearts became sulpher
For judging eachother with the past

Their tongues a fire scourge
the cause of people’s actions
At which steel and steel merge
like a sharttered mirror’s fractions

The fuel is set the house should burn
But remorse , sympathy neglets light
so that our wicked hearts may turn
All is well, a stranger returns in the night

As ashes to ashes we wave to dust
Destroyed by the flames attend
Forseen we have must
As it turned to our minds at the end…

Copyright ©:  Memphis Knight

End of the poem

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The Bat’s Own Poetry Cave 

Talking Writing Monster.

Duckduckgo.com – the alternative in the US

Quant.com – a search engine from France, and also an alternative, at least for Europe

Yandex – the Russian search engine (it’s probably the best search engine for image searches).

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