War and Peace

Come hither and discard your heavy armor and cleanse your hands of thine enemies blood think not of war, or the carnage you reaped rest your blooded sword outside my door Come hither by my fire and rest your weary soul and into the flames throw all thoughts of hatred away then sleep and dream of peace and joy as those whom you slain stand now before God-in judgement Come hither now oh! victorious soldier and await the morning sun to shine let it's golden rays dry the wasted blood thou did spill while through this night I whisper prayers to soothe you Come hither while I dry your tears of regret and sorrow as we kneel and pray for salvation of their souls for as the religions that bound all men- have surely divided them.