The Weapon
To love together!
To rage together!
Embracing love's strength
Through stormy weather!
All of the arrows in
The Devil's quiver
Only make
O'le Cleft-foot shiver.
There's been no weapon
Ever stronger!
No trials endured
Were ever longer!
No greater song!
No greater story!
No greater exploit!
No greater glory!
That same weapon used
By the Almighty above
Will conquer all:
And that is - Love.
Copyright © Bobby Thomasson | Year Posted 2008
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