Poetry Entry 9: A Prayer to Ares

Brutal Ares, Slayer of Men,

Who stains his spear and shield

With enemy blood,

Brazen Leader,

Who rallies Men forth

To battle,

Fierce Lord,

Sacker of Cities,

Who breaks down


Insatiate of fearsome war!


Protector of women,

Guardian of children,

Defender of veterans,

Keep these walls,

And this city,

Make them safe,

As soldiers go

To defend the land.

Give that your hunger

And lust for bloodshedding war,

Be satiated,

Give that Peace,

Nurturer of youths

May come and reign.


Ares, my Leader,

Loathsome One,

Invaluable One,

Hear my prayer.



By J.A.

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