The Legion of Fire … J. Luke Herman

by J. Luke Herman

Be ready, my son, Before our lives be undone, For on the horizon I see them now, The legion of fire, Beckons for our final song, Bravery we must hold with our swords in hand, For our steel to their flame turns red like blood, And blood be what is spilled by those who do not believe, Those who are not brave in the face of foreseeable defeat, The legion of fire, Waits for the heat of battle, Waits for our loved ones who see us go to be put to the test, For on the horizon, I see them now, Burning down what we worked so hard for, Scorching the ground that we have toiled over and plowed, While we wave goodbye as we march towards our fiery graves, Be ready, my son, Be ready for the fray, For we go to meet them on this bitter day, The legion of fire will burn us down, Burn us to the ground like trees to the flame, But if the fire is what we must endure, What we must fight against for those we dearly love, Then we will all burn together, And from the ashes rise braver than before: Heroes in a better tomorrow.