They rode to war
outnumbered yet unconcerned
right was on their side
so they believed
no enemy could stand before them
their creator would ensure victory
should they die
he would welcome them home
the combatants met
the battlefield was as a sponge
soaking up the blood
of both armies
the soldiers spirits left their bodies
rose to the heavenly home they were
promised
and enemies met once again
only to find they fought in the name of
the same creator
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