The Warrior

Summersounds68

I am a warrior, 

fighting the battles

of life's challenges,

tripping over the cracks

on the sidewalks,

drinking cold coffee,

listening to sad songs,

working on taxes,

calling in borderline sick,

and driving the combative zone

of rush-hour traffic.

What seems so important now,

will eventually become faded 

pictures found in a family album

whose dusty and torn covers

are a reminder that warriors

are not immortal.

 

 

 

 

 

  • Author: Summersounds68 (Offline Offline)
  • Published: January 9th, 2016 00:38
  • Category: Unclassified
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  • Summersounds68

    Life is a battle for many. My poem, "The Warrior," reflects on how some people face their daily struggles. They see themselves as warriors fighting to survive within their own world of hustle and bustle. In some sense, they consider themselves as modern-day heroes until their lives are humbled by death. Their self-importance is no more.



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