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David
Poems
Mar 2015
On Thoughts When My Son Was Called Home
To arms! To arms! The battle calls
Stand up brave and loud in the light;
Rise to Valhalla at the fall.
Raise your arms, rush to the brawl,
Set your jaw firm for the fight.
To arms! To arms! The battle calls
Fade amidst the shouts of all
Young and old, try as they might
Rise to Valhalla at the fall.
Collapsing star, fiery thrall
Of destruction, burning bright –
To arms! To arms! The battle calls
Last words in the ****** hall;
Doing what he thought was right.
Rise to Valhalla at the fall.
You, my son, no more in life’s drawl
Fell from that brave black hallowed height:
To arms! To arms! The battle calls –
Rise to Valhalla at the fall.
#war
#honor
#death
#son
#father
#battle
#bravery
#courage
#chaos
#vilanelle
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