Fearless Leader - Drew Adams

Created 12/13/07

I fought one day in enormous heat
and then he called my name,
to grab
our war-torn banner
of a lion still not tame.
I grabbed it out of ice-cold
hands
from a dead man I once knew
and charged up to the hilltop
where I
trailed by a single shoe.

He drew his sword and with a call
he
cried across the land,
"Fight us now, fight us again!
This army shan't
disband!"
I yelled in anger, lust, and fear,
I knew not the path to
take,
for as soon as the top of the hill was reached,
I thought there was
some mistake.

There were an hundred and forty and five of
us,
but the enemy was great in size!
They had tens of thousands of giant
men,
but our leader had fire in his eyes.
He knew the odds, but with
perfect faith,
said none of us shall die
so long as we keep our trust in
God,
the Almighty, the most high.

I pondered his words when
suddenly
I felt a pulse that was peaceful and calm;
it was the sound of
our brothers from a distant land;
the sound came from their drums.
I
shouted and my tears of joy,
which were once of confusion and
grief,
calmed me down a notch or two
as I pushed away
disbelief.

Our leader gave me a smile
as I raised our banner
high.
I ran to greet a challenge
as fiery arrows pierced the sky.
No
man was harmed by the grievous volley
of arrows so full of hate,

so I drew my sword with the banner in hand,
and opened up Hell's
gate.

We slew countless men and then looked back
to see the
others follow suit.
No man of ours was killed or hurt,
and our youngest
slew a brute.
We fought in this manner for hours on end
to see one thing
was clear:
no soul of ours was ever touched,
which put out deadly
fear.

When at last the battle we had fought
was over and we had
won,
we found our fearless leader
and he said, "it's finally done."
We
all puzzled over those few words
that our leader gave us all.
That's when
I realized that all you need
is a mighty, God-praising call.