Driver of Victory
Driver of Victory
Fate, destiny, and forever are evil sisters indeed.
They strive to trip and stumble, even the bravest of soldiers.
Courageous men that gather and pray,
Stronger on their knees, than giants.
A war that has no end is at hand.
The people have lost their gratefulness.
The tide of the unworthy has drowned the unwary.
Gather together and herald the King!
Copyright © Ann Foster | Year Posted 2019
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