A WARRIOR

I am a warrior
In the battleground of life
I struggle really hard
To save the breath of life

I was trapped at the enemy’s gate
Up close I saw the faces that I hate
I had little hope I’d escape
Shed blood from up my nape

The enemy caught me
Was to take the life out of me
I closed my eyes; I awaited death
When I opened them, I was safe in my bed

So I became a dreamer
Wished someday to become a winner,
For years I was lost in thought
Imagined victory in every war I fought

I woke up from sleep a loser
Defeat I accepted at first I was bitter
But in that state I realized my fight wasn’t over
For winning a battle sometimes means a sweet surrender.