Situation Report, Earth to Heaven
A May Day
From the Battlefield to the Throne
My Lord, in desperation, I pen this plea,
A humble soldier, stranded, broken, and free,
Our generals fallen, their troops scattered wide,
To mountains and islands, where shadows hide.
The enemy's propaganda sows chaos and strife,
Their troops well-fed, in earthly wealth they trust and thrive,
Independent companies, a fragment…
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