God's Warriors
God's warriors
Sent straight into
Satan's home
Men and women
With wings on their back
And bows in hand.
A mouth that
Does not crack
With eyes that
Do not blink.
Staring death
Right in the face
Without a beat of sweat.
Fear is something
These warriors
Do not carry
Or even heard of
This cowardice term.
Away they are sent
To tango with
The Devil
In the fires of Hell.
Copyright © Leigh Nickolyn | Year Posted 2011
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