The Fated Flower
"The Fated Flower
The Final breath
Understand,
A fate called death
The gentle lion
The loyal horse
May have seen,
War in different forms
The lonly wolf
The prowling tiger
Know of men,
And of gun fire
The flying crow
The falling stone
A fear of heights,
they've never known
The whispering breeze
The countless waves
An honored warrior,
Once so brave
The strong go down
The lost unseen
So soft,so dark
The shadows serene."
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