Ten Thousand Men - Poem by Sara Stowell
I could stand alone against ten thousand men
And all I need is truth from within
For battles aren't won by numbers or size
But through courage, heart, and fearless eyes.
No matter how scared, nor how weak
To fight with no knowlegde of defeat
Outnumbered, surrounded, this I may be
But to never surrender, this is to be free.
I see with my soul, my heart is my ears
I touch with my spirit and fight my fears
I need not my hands, nor sight of my eyes
For that is not where my battle lies.
To keep hanging on after all have let go
In battle...I'm the army and the general
Victory lies in each battle I'm in
For although I'm alone.....I am Ten Thousand Men.
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