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this is a poem i HAD TO write for english

Dark and bleak, the sky goes grayer than the steel of swords. In a split second a tower shakes, and they scream. The people run, children howl, and the towers fall and roll down the hill. The lighting strikes with a bang, adding to the chaos of the gray and bleak day. The solders are in disarray and confused, loosing the battle of life and death. The moon rose, glowing like the wand of a thousand broken hearts and calm the scene of terror and remorse. The moon, like a gift of grace, dances to its spot in the sky and watches the scene as if it were a movie. The people find themselves together in each other’s arms. The solders search the cold, bleak, and black scene like dogs on a hunt for the foxes that fell behind. The greater parts of the foxes were lost to the crumbling hunters and the lighting quick hunter also. The dogs had, however, found what they hunted, a survivor of the hunt, the legend of this dark day. The veil of gray velvet is lifted from the face of God’s grace. His two eyes, the sun and moon, find themselves to light the scene to help the children of madness this day. This is the day of the destruction.