Art Of War Poem by John DeBona
Art Of War
Rating: ★5.0
The general scouts the battlefield
stone faced, hardened by war.
His blood is cold, an icy stare.
He listens,
He waits,
He anticipates.
He senses fear from the wind
His timing precise
He will kill again.
He will not rush
He will not fail
He understands The Art of War.
Tempt not fate
For his blade prevails
Friday, February 16, 2007
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4/26/2024 7:13:00 AM # 1.0.0.1119
Great job. It makes a great picture in my head. Wonderful writing. ♥ Mandy