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CRUSADES 

Christian soldiers in the 
Morning sun. 
Crosses in the sand. 
Horse breath and sweat 
liquidate as one. 
Gold illuminates 
Off helmets of hard reflection 
From man to man. 
Pounce and bait, 
Hurry up and wait, 
Instruction into circumstance. 
The gallant charge. 
Drove first, 
Drove hard, 
Drove last, 
And such was conversion. 

Dennis Wujcik 

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