A poem about facing the coming global storms of life.
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Warrior
Blast me, freezing winds of change,
Your stinging darts on my face I defend,
Throw your wildest gales toward me,
My warmth of love will be your end.
Government, sick your dogs on me,
Killer hounds you think are brave,
I refuse to take your vaccines,
Your poison will become my slave.
Take away everything I own,
Material things matter not,
Batter my body until I bleed,
You do not have what I have got.
I am a warrior standing tall,
I do not fear our world will fall,
I take the heat, so bring it on,
If you kill me, my spirit will carry on.
Turn our lives upside down,
Line us up, get out your chains,
I can take your torture all day,
I do not mind your psychological strains.
Send out your soldiers to arrest me,
I will go down, but so will you,
You cannot break my soul,
As much as you would love to.
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