Battle Poem by Toni Frye

Get ready for the battle your about to fight.
To bring your army at dawns early light.
This battle is mine, and mine alone.
To parch upon a stepping stone.
My sickness is mine fight.
To step back in time skip the flight.
I'm ready to take a stand.
To put all the worries in my hand.
Ready to fight, yes i am.
Get ready for the battle your about to fight.
And slip out of the darkness and into the light.

TONI FRYE