Cold and wet <br />Likely birds sang their song <br />Shield and I – were out <br />We were out fighting <br />Through thousands of hearts <br />Chests and ribs <br />I went through <br />A battle so fought <br />A battle so won <br />Shield, my Master he protected <br />It was cool, it was clean <br />Now, here, rusty we are, <br />The spoils for Master, <br />I and Shield<br /><br />Charles Jagongo Ogola<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/spear-speaks/
