When I Became a Warrior
"He won the war outside but lost the battle within"
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Criticism after criticisms were hurled at me,
I bore it all silently,
I cried endlessly...
One day I suddenly realised,
to take care of my body was my duty.
with this thought I became a warrior.
Next time they criticized,
I shouted back,
all my thoughts I shot at them.
What you are doing is not right!
Stop it outright!
Henceforth I will not keep quiet!
Everyone became quite, scared of me.
They gave it every day but when it came to them,
they couldn't handle criticism!
I fought like a warrior mustering all my courage,
it was not easy but I gained victory!
Since that day they were careful,
their criticisms were minimal,
even that were answered back politely,
I didn't cry unnecessarily.
But my conscience kept pricking me,
I was hurting them!
I was sinning!
I had become bad.!
I changed again.
To fight or not is an eternal dilemma,
it has no solution.
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