Follow Me To Estrella - Poem by Jeffrey Stultz
Follow Me to Estrella
The quiet wind blows softly over
the lonely martial fields;
a call to arms given now,
would dust and echoes yield.
But winters hand steals slowly
on this peaceful desert place,
and awakes the dogs of war,
to bring them on apace.
From afar the drums are heard
with ever quickening beat.
A trumpet blast cuts through the air
with the sound of marching feet.
'To arms! To arms! ' the sentries call,
as the foreign hosts draw nigh;
'Man the gates and battlements,
and raise the standard high! '
Come and fight with all your might,
be ye Master, Squire, or Knight;
protect the flame of Aten's light,
drive out the infidel!
Hoist the banner to the sky,
march with noble heads held high,
Duke Trelon has sounded the cry:
Follow me to Estrella!
From far and near the warriors come,
to stem the noxious tide.
Champions of their precious land,
and filled with Aten Pride.
With eager hands upon their swords,
they wait the coming fight;
to turn the cur upon his tail;
and set the mob to flight!
The enemy is at the wall,
pray you heed your sovereign’s call
lest our beloved kingdom fall,
and darkness fall upon us,
Armor up and come along,
muster with the gathering throng
take courage from this martial song,
and triumph shall be ours!
(To the tune of 'Follow Me up to Carlow')
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