Poem -

Crusade Of Angels

Crusade Of Angels

We realize we canĀ neverĀ stop fighting

For peace, love and understanding

We will never ever letĀ evil come toĀ rule

To impose a philosophy that's so cruel

We are the chosen ones with the power

To make sure Gods Grace claims the hour.

There is a monumentalĀ battleĀ to be won

We know what it isĀ we have to become !

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We must be a force never before seen

An army greater than there's ever been

Marching onwards to see a brighter dawn

Never to leave an enslaved soul forlorn

With zeal we will set about our historic task

Doing anything that the Almighty may ask

Defying evil to destroy Satans wicked design

Our crusade will be remembered for all time !

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Bradford

Hey Richard there is no one stronger than God's army . He will settle the score and restore peace on earth once and for all . Hugs to you rock on a great write rockĀ 

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Valerie Lynn

Powerful write!!

~~Doing anything that the Almighty may ask

Defying evil to destroy Satans wicked design

Val ♄

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Richard Waters

The forces of evil are going to experience wrath for the atrocities they have commutedĀ !

Evil is so weak in reality. The strength of freedom and justice will destroy its ambitions !

Glad you liked this. Ā :)

X

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