Where there is blood

Blood she cried,
The enemy is in sight.
As the arrow head vibrates
Blood flowed.
Beyond the cheering of the crowd,
A bitter smile for the victor,
The prayer of the dying
Meant tears for the living.
Only the horseman can bring me home again
In my streets of hope
Blood flowed…

 

By: Anthony

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