The Warrior: Beginings Poem by Jacob Courtney

I prepare for the battle ahead for it is one
of great importance. Niether army could
afford to lose to the other. For this battle
will determine the fate of the land and all
those who live in it. I put on my robes and
turn to her. Her eyes fill with tear for each
time she worries that I shall not return.
She helps me put on my armor once again.
I take up my swords from there place of rest
unsheathing my katana making sure it is
clean and prepared for what is ahead.
Once again I must ask of you to help me
protect the lands of my lord. May the blood
spilt here not be in vain. May the ones who
fall to you find peace. I leave my home hoping
to return when the battle is done. I ride off with
my fellow samurai for what we hope no to be
the last time. Our lord leads us to our enemies
lands. We ride fast we ride strong. We ride
with honor we ride to save our lands. We will
ride til the end.