Poem -

The Drums Of Battle

The Drums Of Battle

I hear the
Drums 
calling
for battle

I think 
I have 
prepared
for it
Most of
My Life

Obstacles
continue
to hide
in the 
bushes
and 
in 
the
crevices
of  
caves

They lie
in
wait
to
delay
the 
War Cry
from 
sounding

Birds can
be heard
chirping
while
the locust
play the
harp
with their
legs

the Orchestra 
of an eerie
sound
called
silence
looms
before
the beginning 
Movement
of the Symphonic 
piece
called
Battle 
begins

The Crusade
is called
the 
"Battle of Zoë"
which the
participants
are all
part 
of a self
inner struggle
to define
purpose
meaning
acceptance
and 
success

The weapons
used
are perseverance
loyalty and confidence
which are
the strongholds
to doubts'
defeat

War Paint
has been
Placed
upon
me
it is time
to answer
the 
Drum of Battle's
call.................................

 

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