The March of the Iskirra

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Fantasy  |  House: Booksie Classic
The March of the Iskirra is a poem that shows the futility of resistance in the face of a superior force. It is told through the eyes of one of the survivors who has seen first-hand the devastation of the Iskirra Army.

Submitted: January 10, 2013

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Submitted: January 10, 2013




The sound of beating drums

Herald the disaster that comes.

Over the horizon see the orange hue.

The soldiers’ march is coming through.


Gather the men, the warriors, and the brave.

Those who cannot fight, hide in the cave.

The women, the children, old women and men

All must hide before the battle begins


The fighting starts, hear them scream and shout.

Everyone knows this battle will be a quick rout.

The men they fight, to protect their homes.

The soldiers are happy to turn them to bones.


The dust is settled, the fighting is done.

Not a soul needs to go outside to know who won.

The men fought bravely, down to the last.

The soldiers keep marching, destroying everything they pass.

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