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Genesis the Battlecorn

A poem

By Mother CombsPublished 10 months ago 1 min read
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Genesis did not want to be Battlecorn anymore

She wanted to be a unicorn

She did not want to fight and go to war

She wanted to make peace and love

She did not want to be vicious and mean

She wanted to be nice and sweet

She did not want the other unicorns to be scared of her

She wanted the other unicorns to include her in their games

But Genesis was a Battlecorn, breed for war

And no one understood that Battlecorn’s craved peace, too

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Comments (5)

  • Novel Allen10 months ago

    Battlecorns should not be real. Gentle kind unicorns, like sending kids to war.

  • Denise E Lindquist10 months ago

    Nice thought!!❤️

  • Sorry for my ignorance but are Battlecorns actually a real thing? But it's so sweet they want peace too!

  • Hannah Moore10 months ago

    Oh, if only all the battlecorns could unicorn.

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