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AvengingPoet Sep 2014
Steadily attacking,
Atlus, a man far from classless
saw the shallow foe
brooding in the tower.

He gathered no one
and steadily attacks on his own
with nothing but his will
brooding in the tower.

He is the man of the shore
with his independence intact
and his strength bearing
brooding in the tower.

The clang of armor and sword
were all he needed
as they were an elegant pair
brooding in the tower.

His shallow foe is taken down with ease
and darkness is lifted off the land
from the work of our not so classless friend
brooding in the tower.

He leaves with his independence higher than ever
and is the model of a true being
the highest standard one can have
as he controls the tower with armor and sword intact
and his spirit held high.
The second in a series of poems about a character named Atlus.

1st poem-
AvengingPoet Sep 2014
All kept equal by four walls
and assignments kept for you to befall.

Short time, long time, quite time
with a chime.

The chime keeps them equal
and peaceful.

They finally found the chords that build high like a mountain
as they find access to the fountainhead.

The council tells them they are wrong
and that they don’t have long.

They have become a target of the nation
for simply wanting to become a sensation.

All they wanted was self-expression
but they could never possibly ask questions.

The council controls them with computerized cynics
provided by everyone who mimics.

They could have had their life blood spill over
instead they became a composer.

They took down the council with the power of revolution
as they deviate from the norm with solution.

The years of control finally ended
as the champion enters; alone.

he was far from classless.

took the discovery and wielded it.

gave them their freedom.

the true vision.

stood up to the powers that be.

The first in a series of poems about a character named Atlus. These were originally posted on my first account I had but I made a new one so...reposting it.
Second poem-

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