Impeccable Warrior Poem by G. Newton V. Chance

Impeccable warrior, bearing the wings and wheels
And weapons of peace; weary of this war-torn world,
Wearing a golden helmet, gleaming in the sun,
Angelic halo, alighting from his chariot,
Abseils into the abyss of what was, what is
And what is to be, scales over Glocks and outcrops
Past delusions of the disillusioned, descends
To the centre of his soul where, of all people,
He meets sad Judas Iscariot, scapegoat of
Salvation, before ascension to his Jesus.

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