I fear
I dream
I scream
I see the faces of those that race to rush me to my demise.
They are gonna get me or will I escape this time?
I can fight
I am brave
I bleed
Protective of the ones I love and hold dear.
We are in this together, my brothers & I.
Trained for this battleground with experience alone.
On the peaceful nights, I look up to the sky
seeking an answer or a sign.
Is God out there?
Watching over me... us?
The battle starts again suddenly.
Defenses up & we are ready.
We are growing
Learning as we go
Together we survive.
Each day is new with lessons learned.
Life
Death
We respect and fear
Life for the unknowns in it
Death for its permanency.
We are told there is peace in death, but is there?
I am a soldier
on a different battleground.
No, I didn't volunteer for this.
Never asked or wanted it.
We fight a different battle with the same message.
I would trade battlefields in an instant.
To experience this all for a purpose.
To stand with my brothers
just more of them.
Is it just our human race?
Survival of the fittest?
What is the message?
Innocence of hate is gone
Lives lost on both our battlefields
A survivor of abuse
A veteran of war
Remains to stand overlooking their now silent fields
Written by Krystal (aka EchoAngel)
January 2009
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