An army marches in the snow;
each man carries a sword of sound
but, with that sound, they strike a blow
that can knock titans to the ground.
Bound by meaning, they forward go;
marching to a war drums pound
and the powerful, before they know
what hit them, all come crashing down.
You may not wish to heed my words
but no matter, for it’s too late.
This army and their glittering swords
have reached and breached your fortress gate.
Comments
scratch | December 24, 2011 - 21:50
I like this well-wisher, It puts me in mind of the events in the world today especially the reshaping or totalitarian despots by the bravery of common people. Beautifully expressed, thank you. Merry Christmass.
well-wisher | December 24, 2011 - 23:10
Thankyou, Scratch. I do believe that Edward Bulwer-Lytton was right when he wrote, "The pen is mightier
than the sword". The truth must be powerful if tyrants fear it so much.
JoHn -
"Ex amore victoria". ("From love comes victory".)