The path leads through the battlefield.
Oh wounded one with fallen shield,
where has your vigor gone?
The enemy rages wild and fierce,
spewing arrows aimed to pierce
and drain you, still as stone.
And though your duty is the sword
against the overwhelming horde,
you need not fight alone.
Take up the trumpet; sound it loud—
He who goes above you in the cloud
will not forget His own.
melenoria 
What form is this? Is it chiasmic speculo-ish?
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I don’t think so. I intended it to be a couplet with 4 ft of meter followed by a line of 3ft of meter that rhymes with the other lines of 3ft after each following couplet. (On second inspection, I didn’t quite get the meter right.) The rhyme scheme is AABCCBDDBEEB.
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Gotha. That makes sense. It’s fun to play with more complicated rhyme schemes
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