I long to take up arms,
to bear the cross.
To raise my voice in eloquence,
burning the hearts of men.
With thunder and with silence,
bring forth goodness and joy.
To plant my flag on a victorious field of battle.
And die with the sound of bravery in my ears.
Yet I have chosen shallow waters
and spurn the depths.
I hide in shadow while other take the field.
Slowly dieing to the sound of fear.
Longing and dreams, only let you see what you have missed.
Action is what is required now.
To find my armor and sword and shield.
And answer the call to battle, before the chance is gone...
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