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Warriors

Mothers don't let your children
grow up to be soldiers
and march off to battle
without remorse or of course
a thought of regret
to get in the way
boys playing follow the leader
'We're only following orders'
the young may say
yet greed and stupidity
is the name of the game
either for land or in God's name
history has taught nothing
on judging it seems
and trudging behind the herd
in a word
it's 'insane'
but what if the Generals held a war
and on the day
nobody came

Warriors Heart

A Warriors Heart will break this curse
screams will echo but I've had worse
My hands they grip the endless pit
there's a storm inside but I will not quit.

Warriors Of The Third Realm

Out on the desert plains lived warriors long ago.
They lived their lives, running free, with no place left to go.
But they fought their enemies with the instinct to survive.
They fought their battles to be free so that they could live their lives.

So the warriors fought on forevermore listening to the voices cry.
There was no place left to run when it was.
 their time to die.
The warriors were born to kill. They had risen to destroy 
To fight the enemy and do God's will, or all was lost into the endless void.

And in the break of silence,the enemy came into their land
To fight the battle on the hill, their fate was in God's hands.
They fought for their moments of glory, for what they stood for.
The Battle of the Warriors of the Third Realm would live on forevermore

Warriors

Cold granite warms our folded hands,
     fearsome warriors of intent prayer.
Content not content to stay on
     surface, each breath kindles Spirit flare.
Cogency calls kingdom come, tongues
      of a few faithful do declare.

Motorway Warriors

I won’t get anywhere faster than you
Just look at the yellow lights blinking at you
The honking of horns is such a sound racket
For breaking traffic laws, you will land with a ticket
Motorway warriors weaving in and out of lanes
Using their hearts instead of their brains

Word Warriors

Words. They’re like… polished diamonds, right?
Sparkling, yeah, but they cut deep, you know?
Shakespeare, and Keats, played the game,
Weaving magic with syllables and building empires with rhymes,
But… beware the sting.

Words can be weapons,
Sharp as knives, they leave scars.
A barb, a jibe, a cutting phrase,
And suddenly… the world turns gray.

But, wait! They can heal, too.
Words like a balm, soothing a wounded soul,
Building bridges, kindling a fire within.
It’s all in the craft, the way you wield them.

Like a poet’s brush, painting the canvas of your heart,
With vibrant colours, and words that can truly start
A revolution, a change, a new way of seeing.
So choose your words wisely, let them flow freely,
But never forget, they’re powerful,
They can shape the world,
They can shape you.

Words, my friends, words… they are everything.

Prayer Warriors

Prayer Warriors
(Our Church Prayer Chain)
Miracle Man
9/9/2024

We oft get prayer requests,
seeking prayer for a person
Asking to pray, faith believing,
for God’s will to be done.

Do we sometimes only pray,
for those known to us in person.
Thus allowing some other’s,
circumstance to worsen.

But I sometimes wonder,
just how many do pray.
How often do we allow,
good intentions to go astray.

Souper Warriors

 Souper Warriors ride on steeds they call Muse
 Defeating enemies with words they choose
 There steeds take them where the wind blows
 Word warriors whose poetry grows

 They battle mythical beasts in lands far away
 Wielding metaphoric swords on their prey
 Sailing oceans,  riding the storms
 Each adventure brings new forms

 They battle dragons with fiery breath
 With a thrust of their swords dragon takes last breath
 Their realm knows no bounds
 They go where the challenge is found

 9-7-2024

Please Life: A Daughter's Lament

Dear Life,
Please tell my mother that I'm sorry
that I can't shield her from this storm
Tell her I remember her gentle hands
soothing my fevered brow
Tell her that her strength was my anchor
when my own body betrayed me
Let her know that I wish I could erase
the fear in her eyes, replace it with the joy
she wore when we danced in the summer rain
I cannot bear to see her wither like autumn leaves
when she should be basking in her golden years
and I will not accept that she might leave
before she sees her great-grandchild's first smile
I will not be ready to let go of her hand
that has held mine through every trial
and "mom" might not be there to guide me anymore
Dear Life, please do not tell her that you last saw me
crumpled on the cold bathroom floor, my tears mingling with despair
but make sure to tell her that with every fiber of my being, I said for
you to tell her that I will fight alongside her, love's fierce warriors.

Be fierce, my warriors

Be fierce, my warriors
By Michelle Morris
09/01/2024

Be fierce, my warriors
Stand firm against the Dark
The Light is within and everywhere
It shall destroy the Evil near and far

For this Universe keeps expanding
It does this with energy and force
There is only space for the Good
The Darkness is oblivious in its voids 

But Dark energy is everywhere
It's the unknown we must navigate
For until we put a name to it
It will keep on creating chaos

So, don your armour for God's Good
Be the difference that we need
Each of us has warrior potential
For we are Light and Hope indeed

© Michelle Morris, 2024

Warriors

 As stated in the heart of the Warriors creed, Warriors are not the ones who always win, they are the ones who always fight.
They are the ones that eradicate sin and shatter the darkness with their eternal ethereal  glowing light.
When seeing injustice, they turn not the blind eye by permitting it to continue in silence.
Diplomacy, concern, consideration and love takes precedence in any case of unnecessary violence.

Broken Warriors

Broken soldiers
Splintered dreams
Huddled
The horror of now
Haunted
By the horrors of then
Scarred, sutured,
But as yet
Un-cauterized
Wounds
Forever bleeding
Into their present

Wizards and Warriors

Warriors of the ancient world
Unsheathe your swords of fire
To battle death and Dragons breath
Mercenaries for hire

In darkened hallways danger looms
A Sorcerer weaving spells
Magic cast from shadows past
As scripture once foretells

Caught amid the Wizard's web
Just pawns to take the fall
A futile plight but still they fight
With backs against the wall

Stoically they hold their ground
Behind bloody sword and shields
No kingdom stands with crimson hands
The moment courage yields

With Angels on their shoulders
The Wizard's spell was broken
Kneel and pray men win the day
Victory now awoken

No witnesses to celebrate 
The mountains so many climb
History bleeds with valiant deeds
Now lost in sands of time

Be Warriors For the Light

Be warriors for the Light 
By Michelle Morris
16/06/2023

It's easy to say 
Forgive and forget
Be kind rewind
Move on, no regrets 

But sometimes
We need to stand up
Fight against the darkness
Be warriors for the Light 

Violence is seldom
The answer
But sometimes
It is the solution

Because bad men
Don't understand
Peace
They only know
Violence

The sword
The bullet
Lead and armour
Rather than
Logic and love

We can only heal 
If we forgive and forget
If we're kind to all
We move on, no regrets 

But sometimes
We need to yield our force 
Fight against the dark souls 
Be warriors for the Light's goals 

Violence is seldom
The solution 
But sometimes
It is the answer

Because bad men
Don't understand
Light
They only know
Darkness 

© Michelle Morris, 2023

Celtic Warriors and Joycean Drunks

Watching the futbol match between the national teams of Ireland and Slovakia.  I managed to purchase a cheap seat and I am sitting up in the nosebleed section.  We drank and cheered as the game wore on.  The Irish national team emerged victorious 2-1.  Suddenly I remembered my mother’s maiden name:  McClay.  A surge of ethnic pride surged through my being.  I was hugging other fools in the stands.  We emerged victorious in a qualifying match.  I was hugging Celtic warriors and Joycean drunks alike in our victory

Moment of triumph
the true blood line emerges
ethnic memory
stirs up unwavering pride
party like an Irish Wake

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