A poem

I wrote this a while ago, but choose not to put it up until now…

death

The roar of death
Shakes the floor
Us or them
they live no more

Good or bad
Who's to say
Only the ones
Who walk away.

Anger and fear
Fill the air
Death brings nothing
But more dispair

Alone I stand
Against a brother
Should I go first
Before the other?

Peace a dream
I remember no more
Only a fight
I no longer care for

About Matthew Jones

Writer, Programmer, Astronomer, Dreamer, Wisher, Fighter. Always striving to be better than I was.
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