Rise with me

Rise with me stroll through this field fallow and ready.
Side step the hazards of men who make it ready.
Hold fast to this path rocky and charred by an anger ever ready.
Slip along iron plowed rows as marbled blooms for dawn grow ready.
Rise with me stroll through this field fallow and ready.
Making hate heroes an fear a mortal friend.
Women search for loss in Ing closed eyes once called friend.
Children streaming to see stone etched names of one time friends.
Rise with me stroll through this field fallow and ready.
Man claims this harvest of Crimson limbs and grey matter.
What call do we make as others lives forsake does one more matter.
Sliding between reason where for a moment killing is a season does peace matter.
Rise with me stroll through this field fallow and ready.
I make my path on level unchurned earth to keep us steady.
Join me and keeping tempers cooled and voices steady.
Walk where men know peace is a crop on which nations grow steady.
Rise with me stroll through this field fallow and ready.
WAM

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