Weary
I will be no more
Defeated
I will never again be

For I have taken up my Sword
Never to be put down again
I have lifted my shield
It will not grow rusty again

War has come
Will you join me
In the fight
Will you come

Triumph is ours
Will you take it
Victory is here
Don't let it go

Never again
Will we turn
Never again
Will we leave

We will war
We will stand
We will fight
We will win

Will you join us?


A/N I wrote this poem three years ago, when I was thirteen. More than ever before, it seems
appropriate.