The Red WarriorA Poem by Benjamin L. WeeklyThe juxtaposition of both sides of a conflict. You must read this and decide who the Red Warrior is to you.
Atop the hill the Red Warrior stands -- Atop the hill the Executioner stands
Holding aloft a blade taller than a man -- Holding aloft the sword that was stolen Its tip raises our hope to the skies -- Its tip ends the light of our dreams As its edge brings dread to our enemies -- As it raises the heart of our oppressors He shouts with the voice of a leader -- He shouts with the voice of a lion As he heroically holds the mount -- As he devours the prey beneath him On the opposing side of the battle -- Among our own ranks There are men that he calls "friend" -- Are men that he has betrayed But his sword feels no sorrow -- His sword strikes with no mercy For he fights for virtue and truth -- For he cannot tolerate an opposing view His soldiers sing of his power -- Our soldiers scream in protest And of the truth of his cause: -- Telling the truth of his massacre: "Behold the Red Warrior drenched -- "Though his enemies disagreed in peace In the blood of our enemies -- They have been made to agree in death For when the truth was challenged -- For it is he with the sharpest sword His sword was larger than the lie" -- Who decides what you may believe" © 2012 Benjamin L. Weekly
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1 Review Added on June 17, 2012 Last Updated on June 17, 2012 AuthorBenjamin L. WeeklyRoseburg, ORAboutI am 22 years old and live in Roseburg, OR. I presently work full time. At my job, I handle second tier tech support by phone and answer emails for a major company. As such, I have the privilege of.. more..Writing
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