The Child Inside? Poem by Raouf Reda

It’s always have been the same old story
Fighting with honor for my own glory

Like a wounded warrior runs with anger
Seeking the life’s of his enemies to capture

Things changed as I found love
She was a gift from high above

She loved the warrior inside
But yet she didn’t see the child

The child who lives inside me
The pure thing that didn’t turn wildly

Will she loves him too?
Will she help him to grow?

Will she accept my weak part?
Or she’ll run away for a new start

Will she wipe away my tears?
Will she fight away my fears?

Yes, I admit that I am weak
But for your love I will not seek