Bright burnished copper shields
Shined
bright as gold in the midday sun
Spear
points glinted in the sun
Like
a myriad of dancing fireflies
Silver
lights blinked from polished
Buckles
and embellishments
The
clink of metal on metal
The
snort of impatient horses
The
barking of impatient sergeants
Leather
creaked and strained
On
soldier and beast
All
the sights brought back to mind
Vivid
remembrances
And
the sounds spoke a familiar tongue
To
the battle hardened
Anticipation
dried the mouth
Almost
as much as the dust
Banners
fluttered lightly in the breeze
Some
standing as tall as trees
And
carrion eaters waited unseen
For
the coming banquet
Then
the battle commenced
With
an ensuing cacophony
Many
died quickly, painlessly
Not
even seeing the fatal blow
Equally
many died slowly
In
agony from their wounds
Others
lay on the bloody field
For
hours and survived
Only
to fight and die another day
The
victors write the history
Of
the bloody days events
The
truth also lies dying
On
the bloody field of battle
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