The Warrior — Poetry By Archangel White Wolf

The call had come
No need for words
Another tour of duty
This one was my third
By fast rope we descend
Like a shimmer in the night
We walk among the shadows
But we serve the holy light
The wolves arrived
Without a sound
Each step we take
Is hallowed ground
Should we fall
On this day
We wouldn’t have it
Any other way
To die in battle
An honor to fight
To defend our home
Our God given right
To have lived it
That sense of fear
Can only be felt
At the tip of the spear

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The Warrior — Poetry By Archangel White Wolf