Follow on, boys
follow on
With the rattling dust
of bones pro patria
follow on.
An angel with
a sword of flame and cries of war.
Lion, bloodied and rampant, by her side.
Follow on, boys
Follow on
Beat back the desert’s spread
With fist and coward cry
Follow on.
Forget for now
That I, Enheduanna, was and
words, healing, and numbers were my gift
Follow on, boys
Follow on
For you know me well
For love, boys, strike me down
Follow on.
