Freestyle Poetry #3

Can’t really decide what the inspiration for this is or why I even wrote it, but i guess my muse has a thing for this sort of poetry. Featured image: Red by Jon Gibbons

A reckoning comes

with the dire sun.

no eyes shall see

the closing thump.

the rivers flow,

and thunders come.

fall to us O’ chosen son

rise to us O’ chosen one

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