Draw the dreary tarnish
Buried inside under of,
the mud covered ground.
Somewhere did a courage bespoke
With a glint of sorrow!
Dried they eyes insure uncertainty
With a faith less’ly killed
The unseen utterance of muted tomorrow.

Whoever shall assume
Just hesitantly remember to rise?
Handling the shiny curdled dagger.
Swaying it ferociously still
Out in fear of specious tame;
splitting down those shaky fist…
Saw’ed some towards the frowning earth.
‘Cried tears, Dust and rain!’

“Rejoice! ..Rejoice!”
As the woken beast
Somehow does come alive.
Out numbered will set
get swept away,
Vanishing within the densest mist
Never will they be seen again.

What has ingrained
May some how dare!
Other’s do run.
But be please beware.
Wink in their eye
And does finish get all,
Scamper. ’Shelter into the dusk.
Courage to cowards.
And; one more amongst them
In pool of blood did every body fall.