War Songs

War Songs

A bassline, soothes
And warms my bones
As I glide
For a melody’s swarm

A daily elixir
That calms the frantic
That favors the sick
And reclaims the fallen

The bassline soon fades
Behind, a thunderous new dawn
Of drums
A stern call to arms

So I fearlessly march
With this nurturing shroud
With the bravery of verse
In the favor of song

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Keeping the world immersed in stanza.