The Soldier
The voices in his head tell him to write
Compelled to achieve he loses sight
With one swift move he regroups and improves
On his quest for success he will never stop
But overcoming the demons that plague him is tough
But like a Spartan warrior he battles away
Chipping at those who block his way
And in the end he believes he will win
Whatever it takes he hopes and dreams
That maybe in time this rhyme may ring true
And once and for all his dreams will come true
Copyright © Dimitrios Raptis | Year Posted 2007
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