Mist of war.
I once thought war is cold,
Like a long wait in the rain.
But now I finally understand,
It's a merciless hurricane.
But I'll keep fighting,
And never surrender.
Faster than lightning,
Stronger than thunder.
A warrior can fight alone,
And lay hold of the crown.
But if you aim for the throne,
Don't fight like a clown.
I'll rise from the ashes.
And build myself again.
Carried by the arms of faith,
I'll fight ignoring the pain.
[Thanks Emily for this subject. "War."]
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