Come, Shield and Charger – Poem

Come, Shield and Charger Set yourself to steel; a shield is needed And we can have no spike against the hand, No weakness to bring harm to the bearer, Or Death will have a merry feast this war. Your troop is doubting, and are they correct? Come, Charger - leader of the family - , … Continue reading Come, Shield and Charger – Poem


Born To Death – Poem

Born To Death Bodies begin to fail and are to die, I should have known this from the day of my birth. Born to lives of black dogs and brutish men, But now to hope, faith, and love in rebirth.