Beyond The Grave Poem by Ted L Glines

Beyond The Grave



Beyond the Grave
by Ted L Glines

There be those
who raise the dead
to fight dread wars
beyond your ken

necromancer

Blood
if blood there be
runs cold
you forge ahead
five skeletons with axes
four magi skeletons throwing magick
and one golem plodding killing
golem raised from the very earth
which abhors evil

commando-mancer

Mortal men
born to die
live in haste
sometimes strong
and those we choose
skeletons with axes

soldiers

Mortal men
born to die
live in haste
sometimes knightly strong
and those we choose
a mage who throws magick

leaders

Raised from the very earth
golem made of clay
plodding forward
always forward
smiting evil

care-givers

There be those
who ask but do not give
demand but offer nothing
and Jesus does not love them
and they have no place
in our army

Hell be full
with those whose faith
was a demand

Meet the Recruiter
when you have died
and know your worth.

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