A poem I tried to make meaningful.
when I cowered in fear
when the overlords flashed their spears
the sky was dark and flashed with lightening,
the thunders of the carriage wheels,
crossing over a land of gloom
then a hero streaked across the plain
a flower of hope bloomed in my chest
I knew what I had to do:
Save the people!
I waved my fists, and punched the evils out
a tattered flag waved in the distance,
a symbol of our freedom