Let my enemies stand before me
baring their fangs like wild dogs
as they circle around
minds racing
finding a weakness
Let them establish a plan
to drench the earth before us
with the stench of scarlet blood
whomever’s it may be
in the end
For I will fight the good fight
even if the last thing i swallow
is the pain that encumbers my every fiber
my last breathe will not be in vain
but one less they will be able to take
For my last giving moments
will be tough earned
and the last thing that will slip from my lips
will be a promise of vengeance
if that is the way the earth mote it be
I wrote this after reading the book 'Way of the Peaceful Warrior'. It is all about the internal struggles we face; for those are always the hardest and bloodiest battles.