Come close and gather here, my warriors-
together, we shall face our fight ahead!
United strong, we'll win as abhorrers
of hostile foes, who on our land have tread!
Amass all stable crossbows, swords, and spears-
go forth- safeguard our land, I summon thee!
Breathe in the air of courage- shed your fears;
though we're outnumbered- must claim victory!
Our farms and villages, we need protect;
your families depend on you, my men!
Let triumph be the prize to win, collect-
so we, together, shall find peace again.
Now go- my warriors, your heads held high-
and may your strength, with spears and arrows, fly!
September 13, 2020
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