Final Fight Comments

Deep n a beautiful write...death is the final flight! Thank u for sharing this sir

my excersise in language: Α cruel wind drifts in from the north its whisper turns to a howl its shaddow like that of a prowling wolf. I wonder whether it is already by others heard or it is only me who imagines pagan chant to mingle with terror, despair to be intoxicated with fear. I see the enemy standing in front of my gate, can I vanquishe this pale army gosts by a salvation's prayer or have I to get my knife ready for the final fall!

A profound write. War, death n change....these are certainly most feared realities of life. How wonderfully you portray them. The reader feels a chill down his spine. Man cannot escape the horror of them, he must face them. Great inking. A10

Simple yet profound. I have read it with great pleasure and with a sense of inner satisfaction. It goes into the list of my favorite poems. The determination to rid the world of its painful afflictions, is remarkable. Thank you, Barry.