war god

And on that day,

Mars drove his spear one last time

Into the body of the Earth;

And She embraced it as Her own.

He broke off the shaft,

Lest a weapon ever be used again;

And he cast it into the fire

Where it burned like the end of an age.

The false light faded.

The stars reappeared.

The remnant looked up, as always.

And behold, this time, finally,

They saw no god of war.

Instead, they recognized the god of aligned action;

And they cried out in their sorrow,

And asked for his help to set all aright.

And on that day, Mars rested from war;

And Mars wept in relief;

And Mars helped.