WAR LAUDS

Dare to challenge bond between sisters, brothers, fathers and mothers?
Tribe of born warriors
Braves that have already challenged and overcame their opponent ‘fear’ when first wield the sword
Without this confrontation of having to face ones fear one can never know if they are a hero or a coward
Yet let it be known in conflict all shall suffer the burden of insurmountable loss
Lives will be stricken because amongst our fallen will be our cherished loved ones…
This is the utmost excruciating cost
However through our hearts and tales of their deeds their values will be forever retained
This is true victory, knowing for their people’s continuity they committed mind, body, and soul to the cause without refrain
Their essence will entwine with the perpetuous echoes of our forbearers' divineness
Their infinite spirits immerse us in light so that good fortune shines over future nests
Strength, wisdom, honour and peace bestowed upon future progeny
So no longer any family will have to witness another life flow bleed

Know that our transcendent ones preserved this paradise for their descendants to flourish with virtuous tranquility
We are the legacy our legends raised to insure our rituals and land never becomes another’s virtual economic den of iniquity
Not to be the quarry of outsiders content or for our reign to be undermined
Not to be the quarry continent for foreign invaders to have over mined
We speak as one against ‛Arrivers’ whose language is only that of war
Let it be known that we shall rise above and against those of a minority rapport
Entering a beauty filled land with truths of lies knowing all along it is we you wish to conquer
We are not fooled by what lies in wait, disguised by bifurcated tongues wanting us to concur

Now a majority collects to be a part of a continually swelling and rhythmically pulsating swarm
A battle laugh emanates across one nation as warriors dance to chants and reverberating drums in preparation for an incoming turbulent storm
The battle cry of a marauding invasion charged with greed and rage to launch a furious demonic onslaught
Courage enhanced by spiritual and herbal eudemonics we damn this faceless brutal on rushing tide to the might of our unrelenting horde
Defending the homes of our forefathers and first mothers where they thrived for thousands of scores
Living amongst other symphonious cultures that are at one with neters majestic sequacious lores
Festive in dance whilst singing in appreciation to an 'animystical' force
As the nights court our seeds whilst on this alluvial ward
Readied for the photosynthesis of the dawning star to energize that which peers forth

Tears and cries of physical and emotional pain
Highlights the sadness of a catastrophic collision between unwarranted greed and a defending culture
Thousands lay scattered, still or severely maimed
Faces racked in extreme contortion waiting for approaching darkness as a relief from their torture
Now the entirety of a lands soul is churning
Through waves of fire many spewed forth as their core was yearning
Hearts bleed to witness precious lost, is what keeps the fire burning
Hearts feel those jagged knives… inserting
Sites scarred by travesties whether in defeat or in victory… courageous spirits concedes
Oh how the heart bleeds
Oh how the heart bleeds
Visions of countless lives that death has shortened
Sight of sacrificed committed, crimson shadows where they have fallen
See emotions no less severe than when they first departed to this sin
Sea of motionless severed from souls once harboured within
Greeted by ancestral one's to be escorted to a ‘where’ that is without restriction created by physical bond
Amidst intangible sensations that host a cosmic realms vast empyreal wonders and beyond
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Submitted on October 31, 2019

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