poem

[Daniel Baumet]

I raise my hands and give a battle cry
I offer my life to the most high
Beat my shield with the broad of my sword 
As I advance towards the ungodly hoard

The temple looms with in our sight
Perhaps we can reach it by morning light
Follow the banner of truth where none do care
Fix your eyes upon it but do not stare

Alert my fellow warriors be
The one we follow comes from Galilee
Sweet King of above
Establish your realm with the symbol of the dove..