A Warrior's pride; an infants cry.
A future unknown, a past riddled in fear and hate.
Scars that will never fade
They show that nightmares are real
Can a fighter's spirit be tamed?
A scientists mind, an infants cry.
A future unknown, a past riddled in adventure and fear.
Dreams that will never fade
Nightmares that show past horror is real
Can a thinker simply feel?
I think not
With and infants cry they can forget
Both past and future and live for a moment
The Fighter and the Genius
With a child in their arms
An infants cry, a moment all faults forgotten
