They do not stammer on the enemies,
They do not fear on the size of them,
They do not listen to whisper of fears,
Nor tremble on the march of them.

Their hearts are bigger than the fields of war,
They tremble at no one near or far;
Their minds are sharper than valerian swords,
Ready to fight till the end of the world.

They are never shaken by the threats to fall,
They are never tired to fight them all;
They are the heroes of sweat and blood,
They are the victors happy or sad.

When the horn blows they march and go,
On the fields of battle, their bloods will flow;
Its not the winning that their glory burns,
But the hard-fought war defeated or won.


3 Comments Add yours

  1. Natalie Swift says:

    What a beautiful piece! ❤
    Looking forward to reading more from you, JP Pasaylo!

    Liked by 1 person

    1. JP Pasaylo says:

      Thank you, Natalie. Have a great day ahead.

      Liked by 1 person

      1. Natalie Swift says:

        You’re welcome! ❤

        Liked by 1 person

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