Soldier of Warfare

This shield and sword carried blind folded the few are chose to do, and the valleys they walk through.O'those scribes never wrote with cuneiform,to explain the horrific news;Do'th to those who...O'Blessing and Curse are they ready...Those few?I would think not i hear ancient sounds Coming from the galloping of a great stead,from the coastlands of Tyre;
They come ordained in such great speed.He charge's with this flag representing a tribe he carries this piece of paper written Indescribable on his side.A descendent of the Edomites,His face is pale but drinks from holy wells there is a wind that carries him pierced  from within, and everywhere he walketh graves follow him.He is weak he is frail a silhouette of deceit is his defeat.Bitter trails he marches alone with his bare feet.A dim flower a bruised reed the trail of death follows thee,And That valley of Aijalon shall be a refugee......Lebanon