~ By Courtesy of Others ~
The Calm Before the Storm
Allfather, help us; A storm is coming.
Our foes vigorous make their way running.
Shields and spears they take as their steeds trample.
Snakes-of-War they make as their foundries ramble.
Byrnies soldiers don to prepare for war.
Bad enemies come; We'll settle the score.
The spear we shall raise against our land's banes.
Their war we shall face; Arrows will be rain.
Now we must prepare for the storm to come.
No life shall be spared when Odin's men lunge.
© Justin Douglas Blackford
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