Poem: We March to War
We March to War In the name of God, we go to war Hereafter there will be reason to fight no more Hear the sound of our marching feet Taking us to the foes we would meet Defeating them would be an easy feat We would cut them down like wheat Our enemies we would meet with sword and spear Our shields battering against hoof, tooth and claw Our enemies are nothing to fear Our swords will make them be no more In the name of the devil we march to war We will stomp the enemy into a bloody gore We will administer swift Justus No one will be spared. Just us We are the master race We are the ones no one can face Through their ranks, we will cut a bloody path Butchering their pitiful soldiers will be a laugh At the point of our swords, their villages will burn O don’t let their pathetic screams make our stomach churn copyright reserved © Baloyi 2024