The Warrior. Poem by Nathan Charles

I have come out of the past. I have a mission, and plan to complete it. I just know I don't know when the task will be complete. Before I know it, I have done what I am devoted to do. Several days may pass working on my own agenda without any thought...except that the one must be protected.

It isn't that my agenda is to hide. It is my calling to protect and want nothing in return. It is just that it has to be done to balance her life. If you desire to play some mental game or try to hurt you won’t get close enough. Not even close enough to make a tear. So spread this creed to all the land! Pick your battle and I will show you a war.