Able Poem by (TPAC) Alexander Coppedge

I want to be close to ready;
feeling near the top of my best:
desiring efforts to ease the coming of its worst.

At the time hell's gates are open, among my greatest foes seated being: aiming to maintain a little bit of my decency.

I will not regret my attempts in this battle; sworn to end the war by personal request: denying that I have any concerns for death.

I want to help with this heavenly conquest; being stronger than I have ever been in life: quench my thirst for the world's righteousness.