Warrior
They fought for honor, a way of life,
For their country and their King.
Willing to lay down their lives,
Against adversaries overbearing.
I wonder what it was like,
As thousands marched acrossed the field
What courage and faith they must of had,
To meet death with just a sword and
shield.
They must of had the attitude,
That God was on their side,
To advance into tribulation,
With confidence and pride.
The dead were given lavished funerals,
The living would mourn and pray.
Each warrior knew in the next battle,
It might be his burial day.
What would you die for?
Is there anything you hold that dear?
I feel each of us cherish something,
We would die for, in spite of the fear.
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