Two Armies entrench upon there hill
nervous tension begin to build
Swords being sharpen,
Horses being feed
Armor is check,
and Arrows Fletch
I look to west and stare upon the setting sun
As the sky fade to colors of reds, yellow, and blood
I see the banner of army of the west
Dragon with 12 heads
On pearl backdrop,
in top right bares the moon in middle phase
in lower left bares a cross encircled
Their soldiers seem to be dancing,
Chanting a chant of blood
I watch as one winged mount swoop down
and scarfed one up.
His screams be heard,
yet the eerie became worse
after he fell silent, it was cheers I heard
I look back to our banner of blue and white
with crest of flying dove
casted upon a silhouette of the rising sun
I stare upon our warriors
which none were pressed
they are sitting around fires
singing, and reading
but all seem relaxed
Horses are resting, the dogs are laying down
The lion is sleeping,
as lamb walks up it and nuzzles down
all is relaxed, and waiting too
I sit to write
knowing that the battle will soon ensue
the outcome I am certain
but cost yet unknown
there is no turning back now
for war has begun
this not our first battle
Nor is this not end of the war
It just another battle
but cost seem more
for outcome this battle
may cost me my life
for this time we battle
for the future of my life
By Robert Lannan
June 2007 (All rights Reserved)
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