The Silence Before Battle Poem by Khaleel Steir

They say the silence is deadlier than the sword before battle
As each minute passes by, the nerves become unstable
Unstable like a man who's lost everything
The silence becomes louder than a rave party, yet there isn't any sound
The anxiety becomes the enemy, sword drawn, ready to fight
My brothers, sisters, we prepare for war!
Sharpen your blades, harden you shields
They say war is hell, so let there be hell on Earth!