Tell Me Saint Michael

When someone says, "(S)he's a saint", 
I think of peace and restraint, 
but when it's time for battle paint,
tell me, Saint Michael,
must we hide from sight?

Truth and justice, we must protect - 
those things, both good and correct. 
So, I ask, with all respect, 
tell me, Saint Michael, 
sometimes, must we fight?

And what to do if Man divides - 
sometimes there are at least two sides. 
As to where the truth resides,
tell me, Saint Michael, 
who decides what's right?

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