The Poet's Eye

Demons Run

Demons run when a good man goes to war.
Angels fall at the mention of his name.
Oceans roar at the sound of his voice.
The wind rushes at the mear presence of him.
His breath rattles the branches of the trees.
The birds of the air sing praises to him.
The beast of the earth testify his mercy.
He's like fire and ice and rage.
He's like a gentle lamb and a roaring lion.
He's seen the beginning and the end.
He's helped form civillization in the back of our minds.
He' protected humanity since time began.
Angels fall at the mention of his name.
Demons run when a good man goes to war.