Ode To Victor Hugo (39) the Miserable napoleon Destiny Poem by Freeyad Ibrahim

Had it not been rained in the night of Waterloo
The future of Europa would have been different.
If the artillery could move,
the battle could have begun at six in the morning,
It would have been over and done with by two three hours
and before the Prussian Blucher could arrrive
and turn the scales, abraptdly.
Napoleon's key to victory was his artillery.
After hours Hill asked, Wellington,
the Irish, English Upper Commader:
'What are your orders my Lord if you are killed
'Dont yield an inch, ' so was his answer.
and said to Clinton:
'Hang on to the last man.'
Just then Napoleon cried, it is the begginning of retreat!
He was filled with pleasure and rapture.
French were men of the kind whose hearts grew larger
as their ranks shrank in number.

Napoleon had been impeached in heaven
His fall decreed; destinned to be a conquered hunter.
He was troublesome to God.
With his eyes upon the throne of the world,
He saw the shadow of St. Helena

Did the Man of Marble deserve this Distiny?
Might only God give the answer

Freyad Hugo
Heerenveen
September,2021