Except one

Battlefield

littered with souls

some for, some opposed

the devil

the saint.

In the background

moans of kingdom has come

drowning out the fife and drum

that led to here

after protests and smooth tongues

fell one by one.

Muzzles were packed

bayonets drawn

evil and good collided

on the battlefield

’til nothing was left

come daybreak in a barren field

except one.