The warrior
A warrior climbs mountains,
And swims the deepest seas,
A warrior would rather die,
Then fall onto his knees,
A warrior is brave and strong,
As he fights the evil tides,
Strong as steel on the surface,
Yet soft as silk inside,
A warrior shall never flee,
Nor hide behind his friend,
A warrior would always fight,
Until the very end,
A warrior can be ruthless,
Or merciful as he fights,
As he attacks within the shadows,
During the darkest nights,
A warrior will protect the weak,
And keep them safe from harm,
And though in battle, he loses his mind,
Within he is always calm,
A warrior will dive in red,
Rather than swim in blue,
He always fights for what is right,
For what he knows is true,
A warrior is not afraid,
To jump into the fray,
Though in the jaws of death he fights,
He'll live to fight next day,
A warrior is who he is,
We cannot deny that fact,
Although he may live for the day,
He still is wise and tact.
A warrior will never fall,
His intentions always kind,
We never will ever turn him away,
And nor leave him behind,
