Magician’s Stand

This and no more. The ancient youth

Declared as tears lay claim to his cheeks.

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With the calm of the damned he turned,

Too burdened by heart to carry on.

Fire in his hand, water upon his cheeks

He walked towards those who had slew

The strangers for whom he wept

Air and earth answered his call.

With a wave he struck them down

But not enough.

The army marched on, overcame him.

The legend outlived them all.