The River All Red
By the railing I stand,
Showers have stopped,
I bristle with wrath, my hair uncaging.
My eyes towards the sky,
To arms! Long I cry,
To war, for a heavenly cause! I'm raging.
My decade of deeds, as dust I deem, short of the final victory,
O'er thousands of miles, day or night, been in battle engaging.
So take it to heart, get set!