If it be our last, then we shall fight.
Our army pales beside their force,
Yet destiny shall run its course.
A young man not yet out of school,
Our only hope; my heart is full
Of dreams and fears, friends and foes
And memories, our highs and lows.
So though we stand, now filled with fright,
Friends, follow me into the night.
A/N
I know that end notes are available now, but I need to bump up the word count. My poems are always rather short, but I think this one is actually long for me. Some reviews would be rather nice, because this is only my second fic, and suggestions or comments are rather appreciated.