My Master, My Creator My Father and My Friend I beseech thee, as the Warrior of Pain Hear your daughter's cry. I beseech thee Mercy on my soul, Lest my soul should die. For my heart weighs so heavy and my tears pour down like rain. Oh, place your hand upon me Lord and heal me once again. My soul, as old as the beginning of time My faith, tried and true As I fight for the righteous one My Lord, my Father - you. My eyes are dull and lifeless, blackened from the blows And the blood of the enemy is still wet and dripping from my sword. As I fall to my knees I bow my head and close my eyes. I feel your mercy and love embrace me as they have time after time. Suddenly, I am renewed. My shield floats in the air and my heart fills with your love. As I arise, shinning in your light Again, this warrior is fit to fight. And fight I shall. As it was is and ever shall remain I thank you my Lord, my Father and my Friend For the privilege of serving you as..... The Warrior of Pain.
copyright 2006
I was writing in my journal one night, kind of in a reflective state. Every once in a while I get that way. I realized I always prayed to God asking him for things. Like" Please I'll never do it again, I promise (yeah right -lol) or something along those lines. Then it occurred to me that he was already helping me out. He was the only reason I got through all of the 'hard' times and believe me I have seen it all. So I just started writing what was in my heart and it came out like this. After I was finished, I realized that if I were to think of a way to describe myself, the most fitting way would simply be 'The Warrior of Pain'. No matter what the world throws at you, your faith in God will protect you. I pray this poem will help someone. Keep the Faith. Peace Z