KIdsWWwrite - May 2002

	War Nick, Age 13, Salmon Arm, BC

Marching forward under a blood-red sun,
with all our foes slain, our work is done.
stand before us, you'll be overrun
as we march under the blood-red sun.

Swordsmen to the fore, spearmen to the flanks,
watch enemies swarm over the banks.
pikemen marching, dashing through their ranks,
swordsmen to the fore, spearmen to the flanks.

One man lives, wading through a sea of sorrow,
in enemy land, not likely to see the morrow,
One man lives in a sea of sorrow.
So many dead, so many more lost,
to the nobles the battle is won at no great cost,
so many men dead, so men many lost.

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