The Liberation Team Poem by Magod Scroef

In a world where darkness casts its spell,
There shines a team where heroes dwell.
They fight not with swords or guns,
But with compassion and freedom's run.

They are the ones who brave the night,
Guided by a beacon of light.
United in purpose, strong and so bold,
The liberation team, resolute and bold.

Their leader, a symbol of hope and might,
With wisdom and courage, shining bright.
A guiding force, unwavering and true,
Leading them to skies of vibrant blue.

First, there's Luna, the moonlit dancer,
Gracefully fighting evil with every answer.
With a flick of her wrist and a radiant smile,
She enchants the darkness, turning it worthwhile.

Next, there's Phoenix, fierce and aflame,
A phoenix rising from the ashes again.
Burning with strength and raging desire,
He ignites the spark of liberation's fire.

Then there's Echo, the voice of change,
Whose words resonate through every stage.
A poet warrior, wielding verses like swords,
Inspiring hearts, breaking oppressive cords.

And there's Storm, the tempest storm,
With power over nature, she performs.
Summoning winds and bringing the rain,
She washes away tyranny's cruel pain.

Together they stand, an unstoppable force,
Fearlessly battling each obstacle, of course.
They fight for justice, for truth to prevail,
Setting free oppressed lands, ensuring they sail.

In towns and cities, their legends bloom,
The liberation team dispelling gloom.
With unity and love, they break down walls,
And watch as freedom's anthem softly calls.

In every land where oppression clings,
The liberation team spreads its wings.
With bravery, spirit, and unity strong,
They rewrite the lyrics of freedom's song.

So let us celebrate this noble crew,
The liberation team, valiant and true.
May their legacy forever inspire,
A world adorned in freedom's attire.