Cries of despair and joy ring out
Bullets are shot and he goes ploughing through
DooMLoRD has arrived
Doing what he was meant tot do
At his side RAB and .avi like hound dogs rounding up sheep
Give push a nighthawk and bullets will shove you down
cobra slithers with his deadly bite
yobo towards you runs
Of life you are quickly light
M!THRAND!R with his shotgun
Oh, how he spoils the close range fun.
KillRoy is there but never arrives.
High atop gargoyle is haunting,
A sharp eyed Hector below
His deadly muzzle at gargoyle pointing.
Somewhere RABID is hiding, his ambushes to most daunting.
There is Anubis and Don! that hold their ground.
Then begins the next round….
He ploughs,
Shouts ring out…
At the congregation of poets
Words moved the world
Words moved the heart
With their pens they wrote
Each line a beautiful thought
As the evening meeting continued
Each line they read
Took them further
Down beauty’s road
Every step was a dream
And they were free to roam
Even as the night turned to dawn
They went on and on
With their dreams and thoughts
They explored for miles and miles.
When the words stopped
They went home
For their dreams could no longer cater
Too bad, for you began
Three centimeters later