The Point of no Return

Another thought of thy one of night Whom never thought would put up a fight. Thou young sir creeping along the path Always visible in the wrong turn's wrath. Lurking amongst thou fellow man Bringing those willing to fight who can. Teary eyes clearly sought out by thy name Grouping those whose thoughts lingered the same. Running swiftly to those who bear arm Frightening those who he does harm. Quiet attack sought out by he The revenge of thy death of the general to be. Crack of thou rifle whose revenge sought first The men in deep thought of their aweful curse. Hiding away, some cringe with guilt Bringing thy shelter they have nearly built. A sudden blow snaps them back Stumbling by those whose possesions they lack. Hiding away with fear as they huddle near by The field of dark despair of a full blown sigh. The point of no return has crossed through their head Thy witness of those who are truly dead. They hold onto faith as the time finally past As they headed for their home a moment at last.