To A Limit Insane
They lashed him the whole day, Around his head, He had nothing with him, No clothes, no bed. It was a reward for him, For his mouth that said it, To all of them, Not to fear the dreaded. What gave him the courage? I know not still. What words he managed, I just know I kill. I follow his word, I fear not the pain, I fight with my men, To a limit insane. The 1st April Guy