Battle Cry
If you try to invade me I will conquer you
If you try to fight me I will crush you
If you try to destroy me I will turn you into dust
I will not give without compensation
I will not take without trade
I will not love or hate without just desert
I am born without guilt
laughing at fear
selfish in spirit
there is no suffering except the kind I choose to bear
there is no happiness except the kind I choose to achieve
there is no life except the kind I choose to live
I am the strength
I am the vision
I am the hero
I am the creator
I am the man of mind.
©’07 Anja Hartleb-Parson
June 17th, 2007Topic: Asides Tags: poetry



