He was shivering, and there was blood on his wings
I asked him if he was hurt, and how I could help
The angel said, ''The demons vanished like smoke rings
It's not my blood; they flew back to hell, giving a yelp
If you wanna join the final battle with me
You should overcome fear and display unshakable belief
After you face a very smart and powerful enemy
Do not hesitate to land a blow, and don't feel scared stiff''
Before he left, he plucked one feather and said,
''This will help you draw up a new ingenious plan
To launch an attack against those who pretend to be dead
And when you finish, summon me to destroy the demonic clan''

Aram Stefanian

http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/final-battle-2/