Phoenix

Walking on a lonely road

Patches of dark, without streetlamps

A cemetery beckons

Ghastly silence hinting at his fate

He keeps on walking

An act of defiance

Though in his mind he knows

That the battle is already lost

The graveyard smirks

"Telling him that one day, you shall come to me

And that is inevitable"

But he throws his head back and laughs,

"You think its surrender?

Its a brave man's battle, fought hard

With head held high and glory at helm

You shall take me for now,

But from the ashes i shall rise again".