The Hero in sight
The bright light shone
For all is set
In triumphant not defiance
Will he live to see the sun come down?
To many their hearts are frail
their bodies weights carry not
But the zeal and the swagger pushes them on
I hear a big bang sound
Is it to the jubilant crowd?
The excitement is high
Just as Stallon excites the Fans
So is the hero to the blues
Not even teargas is scarily
For boldness is the word
Oh yes! The clock is ticking
18th is but next door.
The hero in sight.
Written by Milcah.








