A War Song Shall Be Sung
A song will be sung as war descends
Calling on Gods invisible hand
Enemies horde crushed underfoot
With no knowledge of why they came.
Ships harboured in the bay
Like sleeping sea serpents did they lay
While out in the fields they gathered hay
Never sensing where or what in the future lay.
Horns and shouts destroyed the silence
Swords and spears opened up the hearts
Souls departed and flew away
Never knowing why they died that way.
Golden harvest turned to red
Lika setting sun at end of day
Left to rot alone and discarded
Never made into bread for the departed.
A song was sung as serpents awoke
Slipping away under burning smoke
Back to the depths of what hell they came
Never to return that way again.
© Andrew Provan McIntyre 2015-05-15
Copyright © Andrew Mcintyre | Year Posted 2021
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