It spun and fell
to earth to dwell
it's divine wings broken
blooded and forsaken
and tears fell from it's eyes
growing forests of forgiveness
Looking at the choked skies above
it watched that all that it loved
all the kind all the hope
fade in the deaths of his kin
nothing could it do
fire had ended it's legions
Picking up it's sword of justice
holding out it's slender hand
called for phoenixes day
a prayer for the calm
vowing to stay here
and to do no harm
It Dwells in the forest of forgiveness
in the realms of dreams
it's silver amour
still adored
and the city of God
still deep within it's heart
By Christos Andreas Kourtis aka NeonSolaris
Oct 3, 2013
Oct 3, 2013 at 6:27 AM UTC
It spun and fell
to earth to dwell
it's divine wings broken
blooded and forsaken
and tears fell from it's eyes
growing forests of forgiveness
Looking at the choked skies above
it watched that all that it loved
all the kind all the hope
fade in the deaths of his kin
nothing could it do
fire had ended it's legions
Picking up it's sword of justice
holding out it's slender hand
called for phoenixes day
a prayer for the calm
vowing to stay here
and to do no harm
It Dwells in the forest of forgiveness
in the realms of dreams
it's silver amour
still adored
and the city of God
still deep within it's heart
By Christos Andreas Kourtis aka NeonSolaris
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