21:43:15
THE WARRIOR'S SONG
to live on to fight
another day;
to scale the heights
along the way
to never give up
to press on, believe
until my last breath
to fight to live;
to keep going in the storm
the icy wind and rain,
and never speak to fear,
as i acknowledge my pain;
have my face beaten to pulp,
and lose my all,
and grit my teeth,
and still go on;
to strain every sinew,
'til my strength is gone;
keep my face firmly forward,
tho' i walk alone;
to face the savage mountain
forgetting all that's been
set my sights on the top
no matter how high it seems;
and know i must, i can, i will,
tho' it conquers me.
and tho' fear comes upon me
like cold, cold mist
in that fear, with all my will,
I raise my fist.
to be a warrior, in the midst
of all that is dark
to be a conqueror,
and to leave my mark
on the face of life,
never losing my will;
in all the strife
to keep going, still;
to give my all,
no matter the cost
-to stand at the summit,
knowing all I've lost
and won.
0 comments :
Post a Comment