Iconic Weapons: Falchion

The falchion is a one-handed, single-edged sword of European design which saw widespread use in the 13th and 14th centuries. It was noted to have seen service as late as the 16th century, but then began to fall out of use. The blade of the falchion is similar in design to the Persian scimitar and the Chinese dadao, but with a cruciform hilt which was iconic of medieval European arming swords. With a hefty blade, it is said to combine the strengths of an sword and axe into one tool, making the falchion both versatile and strong. Some versions may have had a false edge, which is a partially sharpened back edge to help facilitate thrusting. However, the weapon was primarily a cutting tool.

Very few falchions have survived into the modern day. Only about a dozen have been found and preserved. However, they are depicted in artwork and included in some manuscripts. This, combined with the few which have been discovered by archeologists, show the falchion did indeed exist. Falchions are said to have weighed less than two pounds with blades between 37-40 inches in length. This is about half the length of a classic longsword, making the falchion rather short by comparison. It was a common sword used during the Crusades by both knights and commoners alike. However, it is speculated there may have been some stigma surrounding the falchion as a “poor man’s weapon.”

Falchion
An Italian falchion from the 15th century. The falchion saw use as late as the 16th century.

As a one-handed, single-edged sword, the falchion was cheaper to produce than two-handed, double-edged swords such as the classic European longsword. Also, longswords may often have been ornate with decorated hilts and engravings in the blade, whereas the falchion is said to have been mass-produced and crude in its construction. Still, knights were known to carry the weapon, likely due to the appeal of its versatile design. Not only was the falchion an effective weapon which could severe limbs and heads with a single strike, but it was also useful for non-combat applications. Some sources claim certain falchions were great tools for chopping wood do to their large and hefty blade. Carrying a single tool which could be used effectively both in and out of combat for a variety of tasks would have convinced some knights to carry the weapon in favor of other, more expensive swords.

There are said to have been two different types of falchions: “cleaver” falchions and “cusped” falchions. The cleaver falchions were broader and more like a machete, while the cusped falchions were thinner and more akin to a saber. Of the surviving falchions, they do vary greatly in thickness and in how ornate they are. As with most swords, many variations were created by different sword makers separated by time and space, all trying to design the best sword for the challenges faced in that era.

Falchion
A 21st century sword constructed in the historical design of a falchion.

What I find most inspiring about the falchion is the versatility and simplicity of its design. While the single-edged blade arguably makes it less versatile in sword-on-sword combat compared to a double-edged blade, it did make the weapon much cheaper because it required less time and effort to grind out the edge. This, combined with the shorter length of the blade, allowed many more to be produced, putting them into the hands of more warriors than the more expensive longswords. While generally speaking, more range in better, the falchion could also be paired with a shield to mitigate the weakness of the shorter length of the blade. Additionally, it should be said that while a longer weapon is generally better, a shorter weapon does become more effective as the distance is closed, eventually eclipsing longer weapons which cannot be used effectively at very close ranges.

The cleaver-type falchions are also said to have had applications outside combat. They could be used in place of an axe, allowing someone to carry a falchion as a multipurpose tool instead of bringing multiple tools. On long campaigns, this could be tremendously valuable to a soldier or traveler. This is also where the smaller size would be a boon as well. If one is going to be spending a lot of time marching long distances and making camp away from towns or cities, a smaller weapon will be easier to carry. As long as it is not too small so as to be ineffective in combat, a more compact sword like the falchion may be preferable to many seeking to lighten the load they are carrying.

Falchion
The falchion is a type of backsword, a single-edged sword with a one-handed hilt.

The falchion is an interesting sword design combining the classic cruciform hilt of other medieval European swords with the simpler, single-edged blade. Simplicity, practicality, and versatility are always appealing to me. While the shorter length and single edge are arguably less versatile, the heft of the sword and its subsequent utility outside of combat do give the falchion other perks which make it appealing. I also love the aesthetic of the falchion as a sort of mean-looking saber. Many backswords are thin and seem frail by visual comparison to the falchion, which is a chunky little sword. I am glad at least some survived to be on display in museums today.


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He Has Not Yet Begun to Fight

John Paul Jones is often considered one of the Fathers of the United States Navy. He was a privateer who joined the Continental Navy during the American Revolutionary War. However, since he worked with mercenaries, pirates, and other soldiers of fortune under his command, he found himself betrayed by his own crew on more than one occasion.

This was the case during the Battle of Flamborough Head when the Alliance, one of the ships in Jones’s squadeon when he was in command of the USS Bonhomme Richard, opened fire on Jones’s ship in an attempt to steal all the glory of sinking the British ships. Nevertheless, John Paul Jones continued to find success, defeat his enemies, and live to tell the tale in spite of such treachery, time and time again.

One can only wonder how impactful Jones would have been if he had a loyal crew at his side. This poem recounts the tale of Jones’s pyrrhic victory at Flamborough Head when despite the odds against him, Jones managed not only to secure victory after his ship was critically damaged, but managed to capture and commandeer the enemy’s command ship.

John Paul Jones and the Battle of Flamborough Head
An artist’s depiction of John Paul Jones and the Battle of Flamborough Head.

Outnumbered at sea
Off the coast of hostile land
Far from home, they be
One young mercenary band
John Paul Jones, his name
A rascal with luck's good grace
To him, war, a game
In battle, he found his place
Hear the drums of war
Ships stare one another down
Here at Flamborough
Where young men have come to drown
All that's right goes wrong
Cannons ring across the sea
Gunfire sings a song
A song full of suffering
A battle rages
Pain and fury fill mens's hearts
For all the ages
A final test of one's art
Traitors hunt glory
Firing on both friend and foe
For their own story
They risk everyone they know
His ship broken through
Fire and water close in
One thing left to do
If free men are yet to win
Their ships bind up tight
Jones gives the order to board
Charging in to fight
The gunfire, brave men ignored
Surrender, they say?
He's not yet begun to fight
They would rue this day
Those who challenged Jones's might
Gun and blade are drawn
Free men face death with courage
Friends and brothers gone
Those who survive are savage
Pushing to the brink
All efforts made to destroy
None can hear or think
Yet fate would favor these boys
A stroke of luck came
A stray grenade met its mark
Soon to light a flame
And end the fight with a spark
Jones found victory
And they said he brought freedom
To all the high seas
Sorely did the sea need him
A pirate they say
The Terror of the English
He did win this day
His foes surely to anguish
Hero or villain
Surely not a man of ill
Though he was wanton
Always seeking too much thrill
A hero we know
Untethered as he had been
He found his way home
As a true American
And this was the tale
Of he known as John Paul Jones
Always to prevail
He had a will made of stone

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Triumphant Is He

Evils rise and demons scheme to lead to humans astray, time and time again throughout history. The path of darkness is seductive and leads to self-destruction, whereas the path of the righteous leads into the light where we find our true selves. The darkness of sin resides in all of us, and it is incumbent upon us to resist the temptation of the Adversary. Such choices make us who we are. And while evil may always lurk its way back into the halls of power, so too does good always return with the sword of God to strike down His foes.


Triumphant is He
Jesus Christ, our righteous Lord
He is and will be
The one to see us restored
Blessed be the Lord
His light shines for all to see
Blessed be His sword
Drawn against the enemy
Demons try to win
Their pagan gods demand blood
Reveling in sin
Wickedness comes like a flood
A battle rages
A battle to save the world
Shackles and cages
Await those whose hearts have failed
Warriors of light
Fell their swords on pagan necks
Fighting for what's right
Angels standing at their backs
Death cannot hold Him
He rises three days after
Just an interim
A chance for strength to gather
His life was given
The ground below is shattered
The seal now broken
His enemies left tattered
For He is risen
Our Lord and Commander
Satan left wanton
The enemy sent under
Warriors stand firm
Darkness gathers all around
Light shines ever stern
Demons fall down to the ground
Men of God hold fast
Pushing back unsightly hordes
God's full strength amassed
All will break against the Lord
His blood protects us
We wash ourselves free from sin
Light shines in darkness
We must be reborn to win
We do our duty
Remember His sacrifice
He makes us mighty
With Him, we find paradise

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Historic Events: John Paul Jones’ Whiteraven Raid

On this day, 244 years ago on April 10, 1778, John Paul Jones set sail aboard the USS Ranger from Brest, France on mission to harass British ships near the mainland. John Paul Jones was commissioned as a first lieutenant with the Continental Navy on December 7, 1775. His crew on the USS Ranger, however, was comprised of many privateers who did not share loyalty to the United States. This would complicate the mission, as it turned out, as the hired guns concerned themselves more with revelry and riches than honor and duty. Still, John Paul Jones was renowned for the operation and went onto other great successes afterward.

The Plan for the Raid

Jones and his crew sailed into the Irish Sea and arrived near the port of Whiteraven on the 22nd. The target was the 400 merchant ships in the harbor. The tides were strongest at night and kept the ships anchored. Jones planned to take a small group of men on rowboats into the harbor under the cover of darkness and set the ships ablaze. With them closely tied together, the fire would spread easily among the ships. Setting only one on fire would be enough to destroy the entire fleet.

However, the entrance to the harbor was guarded by two forts. Their sentries would see the ships burning, and their cannons would rip Jones and his men to shreds when they attempted to escape. If the rebels were to infiltrate the harbor, destroy the merchant ships, and leave without being pinned down, they would need to eliminate those forts first. The group would split into two teams and each take over a fort. Then, they would converge on the merchant fleet and set it ablaze before returning to the USS Ranger for extraction. If all went well, the operation would be quick, and the men would be sailing away before sunrise.

The Trouble With Mercenaries

Jones took a group of 30 men in two rowboats, just as planned. However, due to the strength of the tide, the journey to the forts took several hours longer than planned and the waters were difficult to navigate with row boats. Also, the men under Jones’ command were not loyal to the Continental Navy and were more akin to traditional pirates. They had no loyalties other than to themselves and to their next payday. The second team Jones sent to commandeer the northern fort decided to abandon their objective. They claimed they diverted from the fort because of a strange noise they heard, while other reports indicated they went to a nearby tavern and got drunk. By the time they awoke from their drunken stupor, it was sunrise and they returned to the USS Ranger without taking the fort or burning any ships.

Meanwhile, Jones led the first team and successfully captured the southern fort guarding the harbor. Only a small force operated each fort and was quickly subdued. The cannons were then sabotaged to prevent further use. Then, Jones led his team into the harbor and boarded a ship called the Thompson. They had lost the fire from their torches and needed to acquire a torch from a nearby house. They took the crew prisoner and set the ship ablaze. Jones and his team also tried setting matches and throwing them onto other ships during their escape, but those matches did not catch fire. Adding even more to the misfortune of John Paul Jones on this day, a traitor among his crew conspired to warn the townsfolk of Whiteraven about the rebel operation, and the fire raging on the Thompson was put out before it could spread. Tactically, the mission was a complete failure.

Attempting to Salvage the Operation

After retreating from Whiteraven and realizing the mission was a failure, Jones was eager to still make something of the operation. He gathered his crew and sailed to Kirkcudbright, Scotland. The new plan was to abduct the Earl of Selkirk and use him as leverage to negotiate the release of American prisoners. However, the Earl was not there at the time. To let the Earl know he and his men were there, they stole silverware from his estate. After that, the operation ended and the USS Ranger set back out to sea.

The raid turned out to be strategically insignificant due to the failure of the fire to spread among the merchant fleet and the absence of the Earl. However, had the fire spread and the Earl been captured, it would have been an astronomical blow to British operations, and thus, the message the raid ended up sending was clear. The British mainland, the heart of the Empire, was not safe from the American rebels overseas. Thus, the raid was successful in striking the fear of war into the hearts of the British people and forcing them to shift some of their forces to bolster domestic security, and consequently away from the American colonies.

The Value of Honor and Loyalty

There is only so much a great leader can do if those under his command are noncommittal at best and treasonous at worst. The team under Jones’ direct command during the raid succeeded with their objectives. However, their efforts were thwarted by traitors in the ranks. Also, the second team abandoned their objectives altogether in favor of getting drunk. Had the crew of the USS Ranger been committed to the cause, it is likely the operation would have been a resounding success with all targets destroyed. However, the dishonorable crew of privateers was unconcerned with the mission of the Continental Navy. Not even the legendary John Paul Jones could lead such a crew to victory. Fortunately, his time to shine would come soon enough.

The botched Raid on Whiteraven teaches us about the importance of loyalty, honor, and duty. Hired muscle may be cheaper due to their ability to self–organize and operate independently. However, there is tremendous risk is trusting pirates, mercenaries, and other soldiers of fortune to carry out the military objectives of a nation. Those who are not part of our nation, born of its bosom, and raised by its peoples to fight for its survival and freedom will not be eager to rise up with blade and gun in hand to face down her enemies. Those who stand for money rather than honor with falter at even the simplest of tasks, let alone the most harrowing.


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The Enemy Within: A Haiku Series

The Book of Revelation has long been my favorite book of the Bible. I find the lessons contained within about living through dark times surrounded by agents of the adversary to be some of the greatest wisdom ever imparted upon Humanity. The stories about people who want to be good and do what is right but give into pressure to tolerate evil and degeneracy as the mainstream culture around them falls from grace are timeless and are seen repeating throughout history.

Evil always defends itself by becoming popular and ostracizing those who are good and righteous from society. When this happens, many agents of the enemy can become our neighbors, coworkers, leaders, friends, and family members. When this happens, we must identify those in step with the enemy and safeguard ourselves against their influence.

Only once the lines are clearly drawn between those who stand in the light and those who embrace the dark can the conflict be resolved and peace restored. For while the righteous mingle among the wicked, the wicked cannot be struck down. The righteous must first recognize their enemy and set themselves apart from it before the forces of evil may be vanquished.


They are all around
Agents of the enemy
Everywhere you go
Some are hard to see
Wearing familiar faces
Unexpected foes
Smiling faces all
They hide in cloaks of honey
Sweet words hide sharp tongues
Some are open fiends
Proud to be degenerate
They see wrong as right
Embracing darkness
They turn their backs on the light
They see right as wrong
Give not into fear
Lost are those who stand not firm
Their names blotted out
But those who stand firm
Who stand in the face of death
They shall see us through
To defeat the dark
We must separate ourselves
From those who are lost

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Heroes From History: Thomas Jefferson

On March 27, 1775, 247 years ago today, Thomas Jefferson was elected to the Second Continental Congress as a Virginia delegate. During this time, he worked on drafts for several important documents, including the Virginia Constitution and The Declaration of Independence. Throughout his political career, Jefferson also served as the governor of Virginia, the first U.S. Secretary of State, and the third President of the United States. Thomas Jefferson is considered one of the Founding Fathers of the United States of America. His work as a writer and leader are legendary. His words continue to inspire generations of writers, philosophers, and leaders to this day.

Early Life and Career

Thomas Jefferson was born on April 13, 1743 on his father’s plantation of Shadwell in Albemarle County, Virginia. He grew up among the Blue Ridge Mountains and dreamed of building a house high up atop a mountain peak. Around the age of 25, he began working toward this dream. He contracted to have a clearing made at the highest point in the mountains above Shadwell, and there he began to build his dream home. He continued on this project over the next 40 years. This house atop the mountain became known as Monticello. Here, in his personal library, Thomas Jefferson accumulated thousands of books from his travels around the world which he would donate near the end of his life to form the beginning of the U.S. Library of Congress.

Thomas Jefferson joined the College of William and Mary at the age of seventeen. Here, he studied for two years before beginning his studies of law under George Wythe for the next five years. Then, two years later at the age of 26, he was elected to the legislature of Virginia, known as Virginia’s House of Burgesses at the time. Thomas Jefferson was an accomplished scholar, writer, and leader from a young age, making it natural for him to play a major role in the new nation to come. His “Summary View of the Rights of British America” was critical of King George III’s rule leading up to the war for independence in which Jefferson described the king as overstepping his authority.

Thomas Jefferson is perhaps best known for his drafting of the Declaration of Independence. Previous writings of Jefferson, while critical of the king, did not call for separation from the mother country. However, with the Declaration of Independence, Jefferson elaborated upon the reasoning for why continued participation in the British Empire had become untenable and separation was both necessary and justified. The grievances left unaddressed and unresolved for decades which led up to the need for severance were described in detail, as well as the natural rights possessed by all God’s peoples by virtue of birth – those rights infringed upon by the king; and the reason for why the king’s authority was forfeit.

Inspiring Legacy

Jefferson’s words ring true with resounding and timeless vibrancy across the ages of human history. That all men are created equal in the eyes of God – their creator – and that governments are endowed with authority by men to preserve the ability of those governed to pursue life, liberty, and happiness, only so long as said governments continue to do so; and not a moment longer, formed the eternal basis for understanding when a government is legitimate and may be allowed to exist, as well as when a government becomes illegitimate and must be opposed. These eternal words serve as a guiding stone for those across time and space who find themselves in the difficult position of having to determine whether an existing authority is legitimate and continues to serve the people, or whether it has gone astray and serves itself instead.

As an American and a writer myself, I am inspired at the craftsmanship of Jefferson’s writings, as well as the great accomplishments of his life. He lived the life of a farmer, architect, lawyer, scientist, and author. His achievements in life were too numerous to account for in just one article. One of his quotes which has stuck with me throughout my life is to “never trouble another for what you can do yourself.” I have always tried to live by these words, for I know others have troubles of their own, and any troubles of my own which I can bear myself saves those around me from new burdens of which they need not be appraised.

As a writer, I look to such prolific voices of the past as a measure of my own skill. I aspire to craft my words as great as those who came before and inspire the children of the future as our forebears inspire the leaders of today. Such is the way of the pen.


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Humanity’s Repetitious Tale

As any who follow my work know, I love both the ABAB rhyme scheme and haiku. ABAB poems consist of four-line stanzas with the first and third lines rhyming together and the second and fourth lines rhyming together. A haiku is a short poem of three verses consisting of 5, 7, and 5 syllables each. I thought that since I enjoy both poetry styles so much, I should combine them together.

The result is this you see here. My first “A5B7” poem, as one might call it. It is merely an ABAB poem which maintains a consistent pattern of 5 and 7 syllables throughout each stanza. The poem itself is a commentary on the rise of totalitarian ideologies, enabled by the blindness of uncritical followers, and ended by the inevitable resurgence of righteous wisdom.


Humanity’s Repetitious Tale
A world on the brink
All sides sharpening their spears
A ship bound to sink
Drums of war piercing our ears
Evil stands on high
Good men afraid to act right
Dark and prying eyes
Spreading endless night
Shadows run amok
People live their lives in fear
Feeling out of luck
Perverts whisper in youths' ears
Evil spreads abound
To every corner of Earth
Nowhere is good found
Good sits in wait for rebirth
Most live in between
Neither righteous nor wicked
Sheep who follow fiends
Not seeing who is kindred
Conflict spreads and grows
The wicked prey on the young
Turning friend to foe
All our traditions undone
Discord sinks in deep
Families spit apart by lies
Good men left to weep
Unrest spreads both far and wide
War will never cease
Beasts smell the blood of their prey
Weak men keep no peace
Demons take the day
It seems hope is lost
Shadow grows all around us
Blades are drawn and crossed
Dark powers vie for control
War sparks hints of light
Evil births its own demise
We return to God
Hope is lost but never dies
Life favors the wise
In the dark, their light grows strong
Guardians they rise
They remember right from wrong
The sheep then turn right
Standing behind the righteous
All will rise and fight
They will be victorious
Angels at their backs
Fire of God burns in their hearts
No shadow can hide
No evil escapes God's wrath
People remember
What they were put on Earth for
To stand together
And keep evil from our shores
Light triumphs once more
Fiends return to the abyss
God reigns as before
And the Earth earns time of peace

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Trading of the Seasons: A Haiku Series

Winter's chill falls back
Retreating from Spring's warm rise
Ice and snow be gone
A battle rages
A fight between hot and cold
Spring's warmth kept at bay
What will each day bring?
One knows not what to expect
Cloudy or sunny
Some days, sweet and warm
Others bite with icy cold
Seasons pass and change
Trading cold for heat
Seasons show us nature's way
Battle for new life
Struggle to emerge
Winter's embrace, cold as death
Struggle to suppress
The cycle renews
Life breaking death's icy grip
Dawning a new day

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Heroes From History: Davy Crockett

Davy Crockett was an American solider, politician, and famous frontiersman. He was born on August 17, 1786 in Greene County, Tennessee. His parents were pioneers who moved around a lot and had a big family. Davy Crockett was one of nine children and received very little formal education beyond 100 days of tutoring. Most of what he knew, Crockett learned from spending time out on the frontier, and those skills served him well throughout much of his life.

Early Life

Davy Crockett learned how to use a rifle at the age of 8 years old from his father and accompanied his older brothers on hunting trips. This allowed him to learn the skills he would need to survive just a few years later. At the age of 13, his father insisted he attend formal education. However, Crockett got into a fight with a bully and was scared to go back afterward for fear of reprisal and punishment. He was also afraid to go home, so he ran away and lived on his own in the wilderness for the next 2 years.

During this time, Davy Crockett honed his skills as a survivalist and outdoorsman. When he was about to turn 16 years old, he decided to leave his life of solitude return to his family before his sixteenth birthday. He found his family was in debt and helped them work it off. When Crockett was nearing the age of 20, he married Mary Finely and started building a family of his own. Davy and Mary had three children before Mary passed away. Crockett then married Elizabeth Patton and had two more children with her.

Davy Crockett was an accomplished outdoorsman, spending his early teenage years living on his own in the wilderness.
Military Service

Davy Crockett joined the Tennessee state militia in 1813, following the outbreak of the War of 1812. With his extensive outdoors experience, he excelled as a scout under the command of Major John Gibson. During his time stationed in Winchester, Crockett took part in the Battle of Tallushatchee during part of the Creek War. The British had been using the Native Americans to fight a proxy war against the United States, arming them with weapons and promoting anti-American propaganda. The Red Stick Creek was a Native American tribe which had recently attacked the American Fort Mims in Alabama. The Creek warriors were found to be gathered in the village of Tallushatchee.

Under the command of General John Coffee, approximately 2,500 were assembled to attack the Red Stick Creek. Davy Crockett was with them. They encircled the village and sent a small detachment into to try and draw out the native warriors. The trap worked, and the Americans routed the enemy with minimal effort due to the numerical and logistical disparity between the two forces. The Red Stick Creek were heavily outnumbered and were short on gunpowder. The Americans killed approximately 180 Creek warriors while suffering 5 dead and 41 wounded. The Creek War occurred concurrently with the War of 1812, as both conflicts coinciding with Britain’s goal of trying to destabilize and regain control of their former colonies.

Davy Crockett
Davy Crockett briefly served his country as a public servant in Congress.
Political Career

Davy Crockett served as a politician in a number of different offices after he returned home from his militia service in 1815. He was a member of the Tennessee State House of Representatives from 1821-1823. Later, he ran for a seat in the U.S. Congress in 1825, but lost his election. Nevertheless, he was elected to the U.S. House of Representatives in 1826. His reputation as an experienced frontiersman was noted as being crucial to his success. He stayed in the U.S. Congress for some time, winning and losing multiple elections. After he lost a bid for re-election in 1835, he decided to leave politics and join the Texas Revolution where he felt his skillset would be better utilized.

Crockett’s Final Stand and Legacy

Davy Crockett arrived in Nacogdoches, Texas during January of 1836 during the midst of the Texas War of Independence. He was sworn into service by the Provisional Government of Texas and sent off to be stationed at the Alamo. He arrived at the Alamo in February, just in time to take part in the infamous last stand. On February 23, Santa Anna led an estimated force of 1,800-6,000 Mexican troops to attack the Alamo. Davy Crockett and few hundred defenders held the fortress for 13 days before finally falling on March 6. Their sacrifice emboldened many others to join the Texian Army and deliver a crippling blow to the Mexican Army at the Battle of San Jacinto a month later, ending the war in victory.

It is believed Crockett died during the battle, but there is some debate that he may have been captured and executed afterwards. Regardless, Davy Crockett was an extraordinary man and a hero who has inspired legends and folktales for generations after his death. From his early days, living on his own in the wilderness as a teenager; to his time building a large family legacy; to his days serving his country on the frontlines and later in the halls of Congress; and all the way to his valiant last stand against an unstoppable foe, the life Davy Crockett lived is an incredible inspiration to us all to be the best versions of ourselves and to never believe there is any obstacle we cannot endure.


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Righteous Fire: A Haiku Series

Recently, I have been interested in learning more about the life and career of Ronald Reagan. He was a political outsider who came into office as the United States was reeling from the consequences of bad policy under Jimmy Carter. As I was reading through some of his famous speeches and quotes, one line in particular struck me with a chord of inspiration.

“When you can’t make them see the light, make them feel the heat.” – Ronald Reagan

This haiku series starts with a contemplation on the exponential impact we can have on the world by being a positive influence on a even a single person, as that single person will then go out to have a positive impact on several others in their life, and so on and so forth. Then, the series transitions into the futility of trying to reach those lost souls who do not want to be found and have fully embraced the darkness in their hearts. Fighting them directly may be exactly what the want and lead one to fall into their trap. For the sake of our descendants and the world they will inherit, we must be strong enough to withstand the attacks of the wicked until they are weakened from their own fatigue. At that moment, when they have made themselves vulnerable, we strike with speed and precision to end the strife once and for all, restoring peace to our lives.


Righteous Fire
He who saves one life
Saves a thousand hopeless souls
And changes the world
Yet not all will come
They who choose not to be saved
Loathing those who do
Clawing at our backs
Craven souls whose hearts set still
Gnawing at our souls
We must be a shield
Too strong for malice to break
Wearing down their ire
Protecting the light
Standing firm against shadow
Never giving in
And when our time comes
We cease the moment of truth
Stirking out with flame
When they see not light
Darkness fills their empty eyes
Let them feel the heat
Righteous fire burns hot
And blinds the creature of night
Dawning a new day

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