by Rick Brentlinger
(Pace, FL, USA)
Combat de chevaliers dans la campagne
by Eugène Delacroix, 1824
A knight in shining armor rides
Astride his mighty steed;
And sallies forth the foe to face
His lesser knights to lead.
With pageantry and fanfare grand
They canter toward the fight;
A broadsword waves in every hand,
Blades glinting in the light.
Fierce Saracens, beturbaned, race,
Across the desert sand;
The battle joined, the swordsmen clash
In Canaan’s bloody land.
The neighing horse, the clanging steel,
The sand soaked red with blood;
Prepare to meet their God.
Who, looking down upon the fray,
His patience wearing thin;
Regrets sometimes that He has made
These bloody sons of men.
In God’s own name they maim and kill,
And hate their fellow man;
Nor truly seek to do His will
According to His plan.
Hearts overflowing with their greed,
Eyes blinded by their lust;
Consumed their lives, in warfare,
They then return to dust.
While sitting in His heaven high,
His cup of wrath near full;
God ponders all the wars of men
And lets the ages roll.
"If thou forbear to deliver them that are drawn unto death, and those that are ready to be slain; If thou sayest, Behold, we knew it not; doth not he that pondereth the heart consider it? and he that keepeth thy soul, doth not he know it? and shall not he render to every man according to his works?" Proverbs 24:11-12
Ferdinand-Victor-Eugène Delacroix, 1798-1863, was a Parisian artist. Painting from Musée du Louvre collection, Paris, courtesy of Wikimedia Commons.Would you like
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