As It Is

Within the mind of this Poet Is the words to inspire. Within inspired words is the spark of a fire. Within the blood of this man Is the Soul of a fighter. Within the Heart of this Warrior Is the unbreakable Creed. Within this Creed Is the will to succeed. My Weapons Of War Are a pen and ink. I load the barrel of this weapon With the thoughts that I think. I fire down range And lay these bullets on lines. Center mass Headshots Accurate every time. Time is so fleeting.. Gone in the blink of an eye. Beauty is to the beholder What one sees with the eye. Between waking and dreaming Life continues on Always ending.. And between beginning and ending Life continues on in remembering.