Joan of Ark

Joan of Arc
I had not been told much about you,
But I know how much the world
can be so cruel.
Thousands you had conquered with
the rage of your lance,
Warfare should not be something
of an art,
But then I had felt the love of God
in your heart.
Like a a witch you were bound
and burnt in a stake
But today in our hearts you live
as a saint,
Let not the world you strove to create
be forgotten,
As our sins we pray and hope to be
forgiven.

poem by Efe Benjamin
Submitted by Poetry Lover
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