War be the work of all men in time
Be it spear in hand, or the bladed mind
To lacerate self of death and woe
To contend against the inner foes
War is the burden of all living men
Against ignorance of self and sin
The siege against cowardice or vice
Against destruction drawn to entice
Seed the virtue of a life yet to gain
And no arrow meet you draw eternal pain
War is the business of every man
Within or without, his duty stands
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