Comes The Last Dawn

The stars fade

The moon retreats

The sky lightens

And the sun rises

For what may be

Our final dawn

 

We stand

Shoulder to shoulder

Watching

The enemy approach

Marching

Banners waving

Drums pounding

War horns sounding

 

Until they stop

And stand

Shoulder to shoulder

Facing us

The warm sun rising at our backs

The cold steel of their swords ahead

 

Silence falls

Shields raised

Blades unsheathed

Bows drawn

And we wait

 

Inspired by my composition of the same name

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