A Warrior Sonnet
Look around you, Brothers. Look around and see -
The reason we were born has come this day.
Strangers come among us with just one plea -
That we surrender all and go our way.
They have no wish to talk of peaceful things -
They speak only of war and of plunder.
Our blood runs hot and our ancestor sings
Battle songs to put the foe asunder.
Think, Brothers, of our children and wives.
Think long of our king and his protection.
No one comes among us with shields and knives,
And lives to return the same direction
Listen to the pulse that beats in your vein.
Soak this soil with foreign blood once again.
9-9-2020
Contest: A Warrior Sonnet
Sponsor: John Lawless
Copyright © Larry Bradfield | Year Posted 2020
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