History Tale.

The writer's mind;

History tale.

Boys becoming men,
I ought not to faint when been called upon
to write my destiny with a pen.

I choose to die on my feet
than on my knees.

Let someone live to tell of this day
But am ready to die to make history's tale,

Cheers coming from friends is the only fence
that causes an offence to the opposite end,

Though the battle begins claiming the lives of the brave,
yet victory still remains our very sole aim.

Though we fought valiantly,
 but lost those that fought angrily.

We never allowed our emotions rule
Even as our grievances grew to the full.

Friends we knew from birth,
laid beside us dead.

We fought with no going back.
even as strength failed us
But we drew strength from
our memories of pleasant past.

History will soon be a memory,
Just a memory of sadness.

Men will rise and men will fall,
History will witness it all.

History never smiles or frowns,
But the tales feels it all.

The writer's mind.

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