A Warrior

I am a warrior

In the battleground of life

I struggle really hard

To save the breath of life

 

I was trapped at the enemy’s gate

Up close I saw the faces that I hate

I had little hope I’d escape

Shed blood from up my nape

 

The enemy caught me

Was to take the life out of me

I closed my eyes; I awaited death

When I opened them, I was safe in my bed

 

So I became a dreamer

Wished someday to become a winner,

For years I was lost in thought

Imagined victory in every war I fought

 

I woke up from sleep a loser

Defeat I accepted at first I was bitter

But in that state I realized my fight wasn’t over

For winning a battle sometimes means a sweet surrender.