To fight the battles, once thought dead,

When worlds at large, through grief and greed,

Still wield the sword, with mighty force,

The world does tremble, here befit.

The cries ring out!

They cower in dread.

As once more its head, the monsters raise,

The first blow struck!

And one more time,

War rages.

Eric Valentine. January 7/ 2000 ©