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,