Blood on the snow

My first attempt at poetry… at first I was afraid to try, but then I there caution to the wind and wrote something brewing in my mind for quite a while…

The Daily Wanderluster

The downfall was slick,

pathetic and slow.

No glory to accompany the blood on the snow.

The tide rushed thick,

bathed in the glow,

of a moon that lit up the blood on the snow.

Redemption a trick,

Victory a joke.

A mere ploy to spill the blood on the snow.

Life is a bitch,

Deathโ€™s the real show.

For He is the reason for blood on the snow.

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