In the days when heaven shook <br />and Lucifer an angel of light, <br />took a third <br />of once holy ones with him <br />in a mercenary calling, made darkness his own, <br />when he tried to become equal to the creator God <br /> <br />that army of mercenaries fought <br />against Michael and his host <br />and lost, falling in defeat <br />and Michael and his host ended the rebellion, <br />had it suspended <br /> <br />and the mercenaries paid the price for their deceit, <br />(if any of them died they did deserved it) <br />and they fell like comets from the sky <br />and burning, aflame to this planet they came <br />which is still revolving as it did then <br /> <br />and here their leader entrapped man <br />with a cunning elusive plan <br />trying to take this world <br />into destruction with him <br /> <br />but as a mortal God walked this earth, <br />paid the price instead of man <br />to make the demon’s work undone <br />and still man has a choice <br />to where his affections lie <br /> <br />and in spite of the presence of mercenaries here <br />elements of love, sincerity, truth and grace <br />still abounds in the heart of men <br />who honour the almighty God. <br /> <br /> <br />[References: Epitaph on an Army of Mercenaries by A.E. Housman and Another Epitaph on an Army of Mercenaries by Hugh Macdiarmid in reply to A.E. Housman.]<br /><br />Gert Strydom<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/another-epitaph-on-an-army-of-mercenaries-in-reply-to-a-e-housman/
