Mars

Mars

By May Kwek

Lightning strikes, the wind blows

The leaves on high are laid down low

And in the gap of sky amongst the stars

There shines alone, the planet Mars

Silent it watches the battle below

A flash and with it, a million souls

Cries and shouts as the thunder roars

Agony, pain and so much more

The battle rages and men cry

Spirits wilt and spirits die

To overcome the need to flee

Seems beyond a soul like me

I look up, up to the sky!

To Mars shining aloof on high

And as I girdle myself to run and flee

I tell Mars sometimes it’s destiny

It remains silent, it won’t reply

Nor descend from the night sky

There’s no change in its red light

As it shines on the battle tonight

Yet as it gazes down on the field

I feel a spirit that will not yield

Always strong in the face of pain

Which falls only to stand again

Down it looks, down on me

And in its light there glows eternity

And a strength within I gain

To raise the sword once again

Mars! Mars! That unconquerable soul

Shining on high to those below

Unmoved by fears whatever the age

The shining hope of courage

Copyright © 2018 by May Kwek