Shining armor, oh so bright,

Reflecting love and God’s pure light.

Encasing within a sense of duty,

to do His work and share His beauty.

Protective shield held in one arm,

A sword is swung but not to harm.

To free souls from an eternal wrath,

set instead on a virtuous path.

Helmet made of purest gold,

Assuring the battle be swift and bold.

Good and evil no more entwined,

Ensuring no man is left behind.

By Beverly Beekmans (April 2, 2010)

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