"This Fight"
 
I welcome thee
To the night
The call is mine
For this fight.
Be it wrong
Or be it right
I cast forth now
My inner sight.
Let he who enters
Know his rights
And die in peace
For his plyte.
I stand in strength
With all my might
To make his wrongs
Now my rights.
The sword has drawn
To end his life
Send away his demons
To the darkest of nights.
Vern B 120809









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