War

It's war of the black cloud army,
and the people of the land.
I am a soldier fighting,
Alone but in command.

The opening shot is fired,
The thundering war cry.
My sheild opens with a rush,
I raise it to the sky.

The black cloud army drifts on,
leaving the land to rest.
I continue home from school that day,
but with a soaking dress.

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