Evil Rode
Evil rode as they passed us by
And we did not look them in the eye
What was needed was strength and faith
We knew then the fight would take place
So we saddled up and met the battle
Where some of us would hear the death rattle
But soldier on we did and knew the score
Once the battle was joined death was at the door.
© Paul Warren Poetry
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