[poem/song/thingy] To Victory

[Soda]

"With nothing left to lose,
we leave our lives to fate.

Good or bad,
glad or sad...
To Victory!

With little more to give,
we lift our hopes to fate.

Live or die,
fail but try...
We need victory.
Or else.

The whole world
rests on these shoulders.

All of existance
depends on our strength...

So with,
so much in our way...
we hope for a miracle.

There is only two fates.
Death,
or on to victory.

Only two paths.
Peace,
or our world's end."

[Rundas]

This ain't the first poem I've seen from you. I'm noticing a pattern or a style. >_>

Almost as if in order for it to be a real poem, you need to imagine a fitting rhythm.

[Soda]

Suuuuuuuuuuure. It's just a poem, man. If I have any style, then I rather not know what it is.