A writing exercise from http://picturespoetryprose.blogspot.com/
War
Lament of a Centurion
The whip-crack sounds and the horses rear
To battle we march throughout the night
Dawn is coming, the front is near
Our shoes are worn, our breath is tight
For on these shores many men will fall
And victory for them will not be in sight
But for our Emperor we will give our all
Whether we believe the cause is wrong or right...
Cynthia Smallwood
March 4, 2009
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