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Wednesday, January 26, 2011

The Soldier's Lay

The man was born,
His destiny wrought;
To fight the battles,
That others could not.

To fight the darkness
In his heart;
To battle the blackness
In the deep.

He trained with sword,
He trained with shield,
To fight the enemy
Without yield.

To fight the darkness
In his heart;
To battle the blackness
In the deep.

When the man, as he trained,
He came of age,
These words of wisdom,
Gave the sage:

To fight the darkness
In his heart;
To battle the blackness,
In the deep.

The man left for battle,
His heart full of mirth,
From the celebration,
Of the day of his birth

Yes, the celebration was grand
And gaily alight,
For his family knew,
He must go forth and fight;

Fight the darkness
In his heart;
And battle the blackness
In the deep.

The skies were once arrayed
A beautiful blue,
Now the mountains lay, mantle,
For a black and grayish hue.

For the war had arrived,
And all the people heaved a sigh,
For the battle drew closer,
Yes, the war, it was nigh.

To fight the darkness
In their hearts;
To battle the blackness
In the deep.

As the man joined his comrades,
In the defense of their land,
The enemy came forth
On boats to the sand.

They had many soldiers
And engines of war,
And through the first wave,
The enemy tore,

But none were as mighty
As the man, in his prime,
For now was his hour,
Now was his time.

He took a regiment,
Arms and all,
With one goal in mind,
The enemy to appall.

He unsheathed his sword,
Deep in the battle he fought,
For no one could stop,
This powerful man's onslaught.

And in the end,
Though the battle was won,
There was one task left,
For the soldier, one.

To fight the darkness
In his heart;
To battle the blackness
In the deep.

As he walked the field
Where only the battle won,
He looked on toward,
The waking sun.

And as it slowly rose
And covered the plain in it's light,
As should the L-rd
Cover our hearts.

With this the man discovered
That though he was brave,
Compared to the awe of the L-rd
He was merely a knave

That he needed the L-rd
In his heart today,
To help him fight
the rest of the way.

To destroy the darkness
In his heart,
To end the blackness,
In the deep.

And he won.

Your friend,classmate, and comrade,


P.S. (pun of silliness) Are you in good hands? ;)

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