Battled But Won

Till i was lost, i fought pretty well,
Peace in mind, i thought pretty well,
Victorious as i should, i aimed pretty well,

Tuft of my man , as they were,
Vim to win, I planned them well,
They made me shock with there brawns n brisks,
While Spunky they seemed, assessors as well,

And when they forged, they did it prey well,
Enemy was huge, As it seemed,
Ten to my every men, just as weeds,

We made are move, as the time was well,
Painted there fate n slewed them well,
Grounded Bodies n spoiled was smell,
River of blood, made the place a living hell,

Their fainting self through battled fall,
We Fought the truth, like worriors of lord,
Victorious we were n peace was soul,
At last, The battle was won as we tore them all.