Battlefield Earth
The earth is thy battlefield and I have a calling to be a soldier,
the weapon of the spirit is accessible to face the future even bolder.
The path is constricted and yet so clear,
with God within, I shall have no fear.
Visions I have seen will now manifest and solidify,
there will be no more tears and no further need to cry.
The meaning of life is simply to serve, let the light within,
shine bright and to Him give the glory and do not swerve.
Copyright © Wayne Smith | Year Posted 2022
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