The Battle.
It is imperative to escape this selfish region.
The relentless soldiers of fear march by the legion.
Recognizable is this battlefield,
Having new weaponry there is hope for the yield.
History is a weapon which reminds the intellect what not to do.
The pain of the lesson still stings,I assure you.
Compassionate focus helping others is the mighty sword,
It draws closer a union with the Lord.
Pray as this battle begins to die down...
Remember to thank God as your knees hit the ground.
~~ MLong
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