Sometimes it's not your battle
Though you feel it's your fight
Corruption in the field
discerning what's not right
Can't connect the anger
to fist and flesh for best
behaving as a gentlemen
I can attest
Though ferocity runs strong
In the veins of this beast
When loved ones face demons
They must fight hard at the least
Stepping in would only shatter
The growth from the scars
So I tend to the mending
so they still believe in stars
Speaking what's already known
Reflecting their heart for clarity
In times they need it for hope
When all feels like catastrophe
Diminish my own evils and tempters at the door
So my loved ones know if one can do it, they can too and more
Breathe in and steady your blade
My love endure, you'll gain
Each step against your enemies
Your will I will sustain
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem