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Fleece

As the salvo to parry any blow succumbs to a deserted battlefield; what does a warrior do who doesn't know the war is over and it's time to yield? The gusto of engagement stirs the thrill for one final conquest; one final kill! That last valiant stand is more grave to keep than slowly wane supine among the sheep. I canvassed the landscape for upheaval that needed my sacred call to duty, but witnessed a warm, sanguine primeval extolling the virtues of grace and beauty! The boredom from this unruffled assault; the pallor of repose leaves who at fault? If victory (or loss) conclude the fight, why end the battle that makes war so trite? I cry, “Is there a battle needing fought”? The notion is pensive: the struggle likely for naught. A worthy offensive will all the same bring me no shame! My Casus Belli is against this peace: war IS the answer; and ultimate fleece! Casus Belli : an event or action that justifies or allegedly justifies a war or conflict

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Date: 6/27/2009 9:17:00 PM
Yes, another good war poem ... let me congratulate you on this excellent write. One love
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