Blessed are the warriors
Blessed are the warriors (29-04-2019)
Some people say. Blessed are the warriors because they kill the man inside themselves, not wanting a long life. (pause with commas and check also out my music and book)
Once I have found
Weakness infinity
Firmly surround
My heart’s vicinity
Softly exposing
Worst kind of leisure
Able composing
Not able measure
My mind is misty
Endlessly sleeping
Feelings are twisty
Madness’ at creeping
I have to change
Or disappear
Killing the strange
Living in fear
He is afraid
Losing existence
Physical grade
Desperate persistence
Blessed is the warrior
I long to be
Never be sorrier
Dead born to see
Life from the side
Where it ends
Freedom’s true wide
Memory’s grands …
Life is a burden
I’ve always known
Tricky the guerdon
Of silly crone