Here is an older poem that i have decided to re-write, I feel it can be done much better and am looking forward to mastering all that this poem can accomplish.
The Chosen (Final Edition)
Pits of fire surround this tortured soul
Traitor to a life given
Love has no room in this tar filled heart
Down on his knees he prays to a different god
Evil saturates his blackened skin of ash
Dominic boldly rises above left shoulder blade
Branded by the hands of Satan
Bull to all cattle grazing the fires of hell
He stands above on the right hand of the dark father all mighty
Eyes of death stare blankly as bleeding lips cover rotting gums
Tortured screams lift above scorching flames
Stinging scents of charred flesh surround his dark robe
Visions of death fill these empty eyes
Shadows cover his stone face
Emotions never leave this black hole of expression……….
Part 2
A heart bursting with love
Protector of precious life below
A soul so pure no evil dare try to enter
Hands together he prays to his God
Olive skin covers an unbreakable faith
Painted upon this heart Michael stands tall
Signed by the king of the heavens above
Knelling on soft clouds with great white wings spread far
Loving all that walk below on the green grasses of this precious life given
Deep blue eyes shadow our souls as a burning sun rises high
Exotic flowers paint the sweet air with scents of honey
Warm breezes flow in from mountainous beaches of blue
While visions of happiness fill eyes saturated with beauty
A tear shed for every human heart lost
Unknown are the floods from angelic tears that will soon rage these waters…….
Part 3
A cool breeze flows on the scarred neck of Dominic
Galloping steps creep loudly down the fiery tunnels of the damned
Sitting high upon this blackened stallion rides the masked man of eternal prophecies
Staring down without fear he reaches deep inside
Holding out the sacred scroll once thought to be only mythical
A bead of sweat slowly cascades down the cheek of Michael
Uncomforting feelings briefly run wild deep within
Tall shadows cover his kneeling stature
Holding the browned letter of wondrous fright
With delivery completed the man of the mask swiftly rides off on midnight steed
Dead eyes stare deep within the ground full of doubt
Blinding white wings hesitantly spread wide
Deep breaths fill corroded lungs
Waves of fear disrupt a once calmed heart
Phenomenal weights sit high upon the shoulders of the chosen……
Part 4
A war of kingdoms is set
Battlegrounds stretch beyond any pupil’s vision with the ruins of past failed dynasties
Two red suns rise upon the east and west
All stars fill the sky while angels stand next to the demons of hell
Waiting as their future will soon to be determined in front of their quickened hearts
Diamond cut eyes stare deep into the blackened heart of Dominic
The only one that has never flinched in fear of his presence
A heart of gold covered by shining silver breast plate
Pulsing veins web his hands while gripping a low hanging sword
Sweat, full of doubt, drips slowly down the brow of Michael
Dry cracked skin covers cold bleeding hands that sweat in the presence of Michael
This stoned face of death the only one to strike fear in his heart
Dark hooded robe covers his face in shadows
Deep thuds beat from a tarred heart
For the first time fear runs deep within the veins of Dominic……
Part 5
In the stance of their teacher
Eyes lock together
These eyes forever ingrained into a life of eternity
Inhaling deeply to prepare
Exhaling all doubt an internal anger released…while a battle begins
Lightning paints the skies an exciting white
Enraged swords strike against plates of armor as they fall to the ground
Tattooed onto the right shoulder stands the marking of their father
Above lies the given name that fills their legacy
They stand naked towards the angry blades that swipe at their hearts
Great white feathers cover the grey grounds bellow
While blackened tar drips slowly upon the feet of Dominic
Chills scatter across the back of rough and thickened skin
As a streak of blood drips down the brow of Michael
Fear runs deep within the quickened hearts of angels while doubt plays tricks upon the demons retched minds
Gasps of astonishment pierce the ears of the non-believing
The bell tolls as a moan of death fills the air
Reaching deep within shattered bones that once protected
The victor raises the final blow of life above for all to see
A cold lifeless heart lies between bleeding fingers engraved with the name of Michael
Part 6
Angelic tears cascade down blackened clouds flooding the river Styx
Laughter fills all levels of hell as demons rejoice drunk with victory
Today the only day that the sun dose not rise to light the heavens
No smiles seen today in the great valley of the pure
No tears to dry upon the pits of hates
The boatman rides down the river of death without charging a toll
Paying his respects to a great loss endured
Dominic sleeps for the first time
Exhausted for a hundred years of an unforgettable battle
Record books hold this great day in hopes for another outcome
A newborn arrives late in the night
Born upon soft clouds of white
The name of his father tattooed upon his heart
A destiny unimaginable for any other soul
He will wait his life awaiting the horseman’s arrival to deliver a mythical letter | 
