Question

History Beings
Roaring winds, avast!
whispers of the wilder-beasts quell
disorder for order
fear for rest
All creation lies in wait,
a moment of silence for what it's lost,
a disheartened yearn for it's new course of nature
the devourer it's new master, death, it's new shackle
and history's end


Trumpets resound.
No longer wild, no longer a beast.
No longer do they roar, no longer will they quell
They chime, glimmer and glisten.
The dew of heaven sits upon them
in garments of joy,
in garments of praise
No longer do they wait.
A new order, a new master.
His inheritors like none other,
Life is their new nature
Glory, their new crown
Forever begins
Forever knows no end

Answer 1

I like that it is really good @dan815 your actually pretty darn good at writing poems.

Answer 2

thanks :D

Answer 3

No problem

Answer 4

We should make another one but this time on vacation because i know just how to write it.

Answer 5

@Hayhayz