Last

Two against the rest
Some of the last who are wake
Need to show their best
No room for a mistake

One tired of the bloodshed
A founder of the revolution
Knows nothing more can be said
There's no other option

Other is less known
Has made his mistakes
Along the years has grown
Will endure whatever it takes

Their own is for the good, uncruel
Enemies for chaos and strife
This war sees who'll rule
Leaders with peace or with a knife

The two warriors are frayed
Friends and allies lost
One more battle will be braved
They need to pay their cost

Standing at the arch
Where they begun
Ready for the faithful march
Showing dark will not dim the sun

Kimberly Piet © 2008