Warrior Against The Wrong- A Poem
Warrior Against The Wrong
All around me a storm rages on
A battle for good agains the wrong
Like an angel who has lost hope, in despair
Shrouded by darkness, loosing care.
Hiding in a dark corridor just to get away
From the shadows who find me anyway.
Running down that worn out path
Facing the devil and his wrath.
And still the battle rages on
Some refusing to strong
With faith diminished, nearly gone
Who will conquer all the wrong?
Like a warrior I stand forth
To do what has not been done before.
With bow and arrows I stand brave
To the darkness I will not cave.
Shooting down all the dark clouds
A warrior's scream ushered loud.
The rain has deceased
The storm no longer breathes.
The battle rages no more
Things are back to the way they were before.
The sun shines at its brightest
And I have not changed the slightest.
Warrior against the wrong.
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