prepare the cargo we need to leave
dismantle the camp and smother the flame
with hastened heart the mind can flee
kill the women, the children are tame
distancing screams under mask of eve
lie to allies, god loves to maim
destiny you had to make to believe
hour by hour the horse steps the same
on toward your family with whom you can grieve
identify the enemy; the one who you blame
brandished and ready, quickly now, cleave!
Author notes
Written March 27th, 2005
A contest entry
- Bible Bashing. Oh Come all ye Faithful. by ----michael----.
400 points, ended April 15, 2005, 25 entries
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