so, mon dieu

by | Feb 16, 2021 | Uncategorized

                   so mon dieu to this field we come foes at last our knives are whetted our hatchets are honed our spirits strong to settle one more time to prove one more time that strength is found only in grit, spit, and muscle we shared our bread we spoke of peace it was a good day one to cherish one to tell our children and hope they remember caught as they can be in living our bloods will mix recorded in the earth for as long as it shall live and as it must...