Chapter 2 - Child's Life Ever Changed
Submitted March 21, 2006 Updated December 19, 2006 Status Incomplete | Concept Poem thingy about my fancharacter, Hyoukin Urufu.
Category:
Furry |
Chapter 2 - Child's Life Ever Changed
Chapter 2 - Child's Life Ever Changed
2. Child's Live Ever Changed
I. Fight of Ice
Beware, I'm looking for you
I know you're here
The snow in my hand won't melt away
Not untill it hits your face
You run from the tree
Your only cover
Running through the sea of white ice
I lose you in the blinding cold,
Then you retalliate
You force the balls through the air
In my direction, I duck just in time
They miss me by a longshot
But I see more comming my way
This wall will suffice
I'll quickly build my offense
You turn the corner, and are met with ammo
Oh, but not before you strike my chest
This icey cold fades away
I fall to the ground and laugh as a child does
We call it a day and head back inside
The hot drink is waiting for us
We enjoy ourselves in the warmth of our home
Hey, let's see what's on tv
II. The Clock Strikes Invasion
Seven o' clock, the chimes ring
Seven o' three, we relax, in warmth
Seven o' six, the tv is turned on
The news is nowhere
Cartoons are gone
On the screen is but one man
He screams and threatens
He is clearly mad
Invasion he says?
Surely this is a joke
Twenty-four hours is the time alloted
To surrender, or be taken by force
Dad you're worried?
But why is that so?
You know this can't be real
I know these threats are idle
He's just insane
He'll be arrested just as he deserves
Seven fifteen, he disapears
Seven thirty, I'm clean and weary
Eight o' clock, I am called by my bed
Eight twenty-five, I toss and turn
Eight thirty, I can't help but begin to worry
Sleep catches me
I drift away, far away
Beyond worries, beyond doubt
Nothing can harm me, It's only a dream
Sleep well, my son
You're world will be shattered
In twenty-four hours
We will need to hide
This threat is real
Moreso then a dream
In twenty four hours
Our lives are in danger
III. Early Crossfire
Awakend by shattering
Fear fills the air
Screaming, panic, running frightened
The clock reads nine
It's much too early, twenty-four was a lie
Quick! Grab your coat!
Take these weapons
I trust your aim, now hurry and follow!
Bullets fly through the window
Soldiers burst through the door
BANG! BANG! Dad!
You're hit! Crawl with me behind the wall!
We need shelter! We need help!
Gasping, coughing, aching
You're on your own
You can make it, I believe
If you believe, you'll make it
Run! Hurry!
Through the back door
Jump the fence
The air freezes my lungs
It's hard to breathe
Screaming and crying
I become disoriented
Must find cover
Shrapnel in the knee,
Limp away to safety
Quick! Get on!
Who is this? A stranger helping me?
She bears no uniform
On to her motorcycle
Speeding over the ice
Crash into the nearby woods,
I'm alright, but can't feel my leg
Dragged to a hole
A deep, dark cave
Is this our final resting place?
To die with a stranger in a broken land?
Alas, the noise has stopped
All is quiet, but one more sound
A voice, not the stranger's but the mad
More shouting, a truimphant laugh
Our land is no longer ours
We are dominated by evil, by tyrany
To rise against the oppresion
The day will come when he too, shall fall.
I. Fight of Ice
Beware, I'm looking for you
I know you're here
The snow in my hand won't melt away
Not untill it hits your face
You run from the tree
Your only cover
Running through the sea of white ice
I lose you in the blinding cold,
Then you retalliate
You force the balls through the air
In my direction, I duck just in time
They miss me by a longshot
But I see more comming my way
This wall will suffice
I'll quickly build my offense
You turn the corner, and are met with ammo
Oh, but not before you strike my chest
This icey cold fades away
I fall to the ground and laugh as a child does
We call it a day and head back inside
The hot drink is waiting for us
We enjoy ourselves in the warmth of our home
Hey, let's see what's on tv
II. The Clock Strikes Invasion
Seven o' clock, the chimes ring
Seven o' three, we relax, in warmth
Seven o' six, the tv is turned on
The news is nowhere
Cartoons are gone
On the screen is but one man
He screams and threatens
He is clearly mad
Invasion he says?
Surely this is a joke
Twenty-four hours is the time alloted
To surrender, or be taken by force
Dad you're worried?
But why is that so?
You know this can't be real
I know these threats are idle
He's just insane
He'll be arrested just as he deserves
Seven fifteen, he disapears
Seven thirty, I'm clean and weary
Eight o' clock, I am called by my bed
Eight twenty-five, I toss and turn
Eight thirty, I can't help but begin to worry
Sleep catches me
I drift away, far away
Beyond worries, beyond doubt
Nothing can harm me, It's only a dream
Sleep well, my son
You're world will be shattered
In twenty-four hours
We will need to hide
This threat is real
Moreso then a dream
In twenty four hours
Our lives are in danger
III. Early Crossfire
Awakend by shattering
Fear fills the air
Screaming, panic, running frightened
The clock reads nine
It's much too early, twenty-four was a lie
Quick! Grab your coat!
Take these weapons
I trust your aim, now hurry and follow!
Bullets fly through the window
Soldiers burst through the door
BANG! BANG! Dad!
You're hit! Crawl with me behind the wall!
We need shelter! We need help!
Gasping, coughing, aching
You're on your own
You can make it, I believe
If you believe, you'll make it
Run! Hurry!
Through the back door
Jump the fence
The air freezes my lungs
It's hard to breathe
Screaming and crying
I become disoriented
Must find cover
Shrapnel in the knee,
Limp away to safety
Quick! Get on!
Who is this? A stranger helping me?
She bears no uniform
On to her motorcycle
Speeding over the ice
Crash into the nearby woods,
I'm alright, but can't feel my leg
Dragged to a hole
A deep, dark cave
Is this our final resting place?
To die with a stranger in a broken land?
Alas, the noise has stopped
All is quiet, but one more sound
A voice, not the stranger's but the mad
More shouting, a truimphant laugh
Our land is no longer ours
We are dominated by evil, by tyrany
To rise against the oppresion
The day will come when he too, shall fall.
Comments
You are not authorized to comment here. Your must be registered and logged in to comment