The Chase

Cloaked figures hiding,
Pressing close,
Seeking shelter.

Wind over sunburned fields,
Hoofs galloping,
Echoing hills.

Danger is coming,
Evil is near.
There’s no time for stopping,
No greater fear.

Birds in the sky,
Black thunder,
Chasing, running wild.

Through forest,
Over mountain,
Through darkness and fear.

Danger is coming,
Evil is near.
There’s no time for stopping,
No greater fear.

Outnumbered and few,
On knees and on hands
We search in our souls,
United we stand.

This short poem was written with inspiration from one of my favourite books, a book which has been made into a movie not that many years ago. 

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