Charge of the Right Brigade

The greatest battles of life are fought out daily in the silent chambers of the soul. - David O. McKay

Clutching tight the rosary beads of a promised tomorrow.

Amidst the unexpected surprise of pain and sorrow.

Faith advances and retreats like the sea.

Hopes explode in the sky.

Truth confesses from a whiskey bottle.

Blood no longer red.

Hunkered down in battle line trenches.

Exacting its human toll.

Spirit's bugle call decides.

Begging and pleading why.

Before today charges off to die ...