Poem Title : Abecedarian Poets Army 078
Written 25/04/2009

Awake my Giants cause and fast defend.
Be proud of selection to this human race.
Cheeks to be turned,struck and turned again.
Discover sooner but not too late my friend.
Evil forces satirize the Devils work,
Fight for your God ,however low the demons swoop.
Gold are his tools and you are living proof,
His Holy praises sing in your loudest voice.
Incorporated within your kindest thoughts.
Job satisfaction leads you through the maze of life.
Kindred spirits guiding hands along the way.
Look often then within your bleeding heart,
Mindful slay those Dragons there to slay.
Not too late to kneel and contemplate.
Only minutes more to life they say.
Perverse and foolish? You may never stray.
Quickly learn from all mistakes you make.
Reserve your strength to lead in the affray.
Stand up this day and so be counted “In”
To this noble Poets Army Unity.
Useless jibes from Satan's next of kin
Vessels empty make the loudest din.
What matters is ,you are a major source
Xanadu your goal,and poised to win.
You are the vanguard of triumphant souls,
Zoilus failure to browbeat this Poetic Force.