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My tribute to the Imperial Guard. This is my first time writing a poem, or whatever you want to call this. Let me know what you think.
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We have fought so hard,
We die to protect our homes.
Chaos has beaten us down,
They have destroyed our world.
But we will fight to the end,
So that Chaos cannot win.
All in the name of the God Emperor,
This is the last march of the Guard.

Once our regiment was a million strong,
We have fallen to just two hundred.
The general knows we have lost,
So he ordered our retreat.
The civilians left long ago,
It is just us and the Archenemy.
The general said to pull out,
so we can live to fight another day.

We tried to pull out,
But the Navy lost all transport ships.
They were shot down by Chaos,
We are stranded on a lost world.
They asked for forgiveness,
Because of what they would do.
Inquisitors declared Exterminatus,
so Chaos could not spread.

The general accepted this news,
Then asked for one favor.
Give us one day to fight,
In the name of our God Emperor.
Two hundred Guardsmen,
Against the millions strong Archenemy.
It would be a tale of valor,
A tale of the Last March.

We marched parade fashion,
Straight to the enemy camp.
Our guns had little ammo,
Our flak vests were tattered.
We had no tanks,
Not even artillery fire.
There was no hope for victory,
Only death awaited us.

Still we trudged on,
In the name of the God Emperor.
Our heads were held high,
As we reached our end.
The warhorns sounded,
Our bayonets were attached.
We charged the surprised enemy,
Who had little time to react.

So many Archenemy cut down,
By that first charge.
Each one of us fought like spartans,
Each fought with a righteous fury.
Slowly we were cut down,
Our wrath could not protect us.
Chaos struck back with a vengeance,
And with that we were defeated.

But we never lost.
We died protecting our home.
And as Chaos gloated in their success,
Exterminatus rained down and ended them all.

We fought so hard,
We died to protect our homes.
Chaos had beaten us down,
They had destroyed our world.
But we fought to the end,
So that Chaos could not win.
All in the name of the God Emperor,
Thiat was the last march of the Guard.

Wow, just wow.

Aliaricthenerd wrote:Wow, just wow.

Uhhh..... is that a good wow or a bad wow?

That is an amazed wow.

simply great.