How Long to Carry On … Alone?

Oh how long do I hold on to an incumbrance that raises high dissonance,
And shows only the impotence of my soul, that gives impetus to grief?
How long do I tarry in the wasteland with wandering bands of dæmons,
Fighting for survival against rival forces grossly suppressing any revival
Of hope for victory alone, broken sword and shattered shield in hands
Of blood — bruised back, cracked bones, smeared face? Shall I now cry
To heaven for glorious Warrior, who is no foreigner to this field of battle,
Who has fought here before, brought liberty to the captives, bought victory
With His very life? Or will I tarry longer to carry my load of pain and grief?
And the choice is mine, while the enemy trembles at His impending arrival!


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