Conquering Faith – A poem from Gliondar

by Oct 4, 2002Poetry

Bare blades we bear as Faith arrives –
Holding forth it’s standard.
“I’ve come for you my jolly son
And all else I can plunder.”

“Go back thy fiend! thou hast no hold
On us nor our possesions.
I’ll run thy clear of all my dear,
And else of my protrusions.”

Grim it stood. In might it shook
The ground from all our feet.
But strong we stayed and forth we went
For war and Faith to meet.

The skies erupted. The thunder fell.
And the mights of two collided.
But now the faith we do conrol
And all that it decided.

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