Our - Armor - Is - Rusty Poem by Dr. Antony Theodore

Our - Armor - Is - Rusty



We are untrained
in our weaponry,
our armor is rusty,
and we are out of shape.

The strife is fierce
and the warfare long,
and, being confused
by the tricks of the
enemy, we often
lash out against
the wrong foe.

Tuesday, June 9, 2020
Topic(s) of this poem: battle,confused,evil,temptation
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