Soldier

A barrage of bullets nicking my skin, the onslaught seems to never cease. Reloaded criticism comes from enemies, friends, and kin. At every corner the sounds of shots being fired. I peek around greed, hate, lust, and fear, which all have me weary and tired. Across the way a valley turns into a dead end. The shadows of death trapped me in the alley. The agony of temptation, the crippling of sin, my by and by clouded in pain. The trails of misery directed my footsteps as to where I've been. With nowhere left to run, The courage of a man must take a stand. There's no middle ground, no straddling the fence, the book of truth appears like a sword in the hand. Fiery darts repelled, flaming arrows cut down with one swipe. The fruits of a seed planted long ago mature, making the spirit of this man ripe. The battles take place in high places, in a war which has already been won. Another child trained by the principalities of wickedness, becomes a soldier in the army of the living God.