Enoch’s Legacy

Enoch’s Legacy

None wept when a hero fell

Upon the blood-soaked ground,

His colorless stare directed

Upward.

Few saw what impaled him

Through his chest with graceless ease,

The hilt of the weapon pointed

Downward.

Some recall a flashing light

Signifying the end of a long struggle,

Causing the retreat of many a soldier

Backward.

Many knew his name before

He took up arms against the horde,

Grazing assailants as he pressed

Forward.

All will remember his sacrifice

For redemption of past sins,

Singing songs to usher his soul

Homeward.

Tags: Enoch, Hero, poem

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