Spiritual Combat: Part One by Nicole Terry the shadows crept along the dying side of a desert genesis: a million riders riding a miniature storm war slowly regretfully into an ancient tide Awake! cried the general’s battle song damning the mercy angel with his twisted wings Break the day these classic soldiers stoned forbidden in an acid shower of shame this is the only way to repay the monkey for his loyalty and their red white royalty a dream a dream just and lonely a dream a maze that dreams of wars with no soldiers Awake. © Copyright 2008 Nicole Terry ALL RIGHTS RESERVED [Spiritual Combat: Part 2]  [back to Poems]