Bodies litter the floor,
Some scrabble
about. Palms sore,
Knee’s bashing the cobbles.
Blood gurgling,
Shiver, wobble.
One lone figure, striding,
Louder, the people are fearful.
Figure, awesome power.
Screaming, children tearful.
Tall, he towers,
Over the innocents,
As the ash begins to settle.
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I love the power of your imagery… so vivid. Thanks for sharing.
Thanks, glad you liked it (:
powerful and intriguing.
Thank you (:
Full of emotion and images; loved it.