The Greatest of All
somber thoughts in disarray
broken moments of a jaded day
under siege of firing brigades
the bed you lay in is the bed you made
tattered talons from battles fought
a mind full of colorful forgetmenots
fragmented pieces of what was bought
not the treasure chest that at first was sought
valuable yet costly lessons seared into a lonesome heart
add a pinch of desolation from the start
a dash of isolation throw it in the pot
a recipe on the way to blowing everything apart
a warrior built to endure staggering pain
the mind bent a tad insane
a battle lurks as peace is slain
the cry goes out through torrent rain
footing gained but taking back
the petty ways they think and act
a time to fight we reenact
while riding on the edge of a battle axe
a shot cheaply taken sinks deep within
the assailants eye caught within the wind
no hands flew out no backs did bend
although surrounded by those things called friends
not nearly a moment not even a breath
a wail pierces the night the wail of death
screaming to the engorged sky "there's nothing left"
"you unraveled as you planned your theft"
you took the land and charged its ransom
you took the freedom held now for ransom
you sucked away souls at random
a two headed snake, the devils phantom
the warrior heaves its stature to a full stand
the puffed up chest the beefy hand
with the voice of the god you hear the command
the waters echo and mountains shook across the land
battle weary so close to death
the warrior spent his energy on one last breath
so it was commanded to be heard by even the deaf
against the walls slamming into the chests
"No matter what," came forcefully attacking from the skies
the deaf felt the words as the blind saw with hooded eyes
the heart within the boisterous cry
was strong enough to make binds untie
As this one last blow was fated to come across with might
silence reigned in that moment on that night
the last breath before up came the light
the world witnessed the mightiest fight
for this warrior wasnt of flesh and blood
this warrior was the heart and how you loved
the silence ended as the world crumbled to only knees
the battle was all God's deed
for within this warrior this piece of a creation
was found with unabashed appreciation
a secret to end wars famine and all the devastation
within the words within the heart came the realization
Throughout time throughout continents
throughout pain throughout discontentment
throughout isolation throughout confinement
one thing remained true.. love is the greatest you need only to find it
As the new day began the earth was urged
one last time before the purge
evil hate and uncompassionate souls were lifted as they immerged
the thunder clashed and the lightening surged
evil was defeated by compassion that stood apart
with the ability to risk the greatest work of art
even when you stand alone or in part
the battle is won through the beats of a heart..
Faith Hope and love.. but of all these things the greatest is love..
Copyright © Rose Henderson | Year Posted 2021
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