| WAR |
| Bruises appear upon the arms of a child who stands legs braced upon the edges of the world Fire and tears dance in her eyes and she raises her voice in a song that comes out as a cry Her broken hands struggle to hold up the sword that lay before her a torn armour is all that protects her from the fiery arrows of the enemy who attack her daily dragging her down 'tell all her strength is gone She lay beaten into the ground a prayer on her lips unable to go on Lifted up she looks into the eyes of Hope and feels strength come back to her She Raises ready to fight ready to rage in a war Tried by fire she lifts the sword and is able to strike the enemy with one blow of Hopes hand |
| By: April Lord |
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