Light Warrior

I call myself a warrior
     I battle for the light
Yet there is no sword in hand

Intergrity, honor, and bravery
     I fight for what is right
To protect my fellow men

I carry forth the torch
     To corners dark and mean
And gently light the way

Some who live in darkness
     Their eyes it may scorch
Tis a price they must pay

For when you battle warriors
      Who represent the light
A great power watches over them

For when blessed by truth
      It radiates strength and might
And they have no fear of the end

The problem with this is that none can know all and people get confused
     They fight for unjust causes and think they serve the light but by darkness they are
     used

A first clue to what is dark is violence done without remorse for this is only as a last resort to be used
      Violence is the last and worst spell to cast for blood can bring on a generational
      deep feud

Another trick is faith that requires one to blind their senses gifted by all
     With some much wonder here, to turn a deaf, dumb ear is not the divine call

One think I know, God wants us to look and know, to experience beauty every day
     We humans can resolve and differences absolve, if only we stop and say

I am a warrior of light
     I fight only when its right
And this is a sad occassion with no other choice

I will not be blind
     I will see all I find
And while on this world I will rejoice

Thank you God for this life, this breath, and this love