The Unseen Warrior
The Unseen Warrior
A warrior she, through battles waged unseen
No sword she wields, nor armor bright with flair
But faith her weapon, prayers her guiding sheen
For souls unknown, she lays her own soul bare.
With every breath, a plea ascends on high
For those who wander, lost and far astray
For children born beneath a clouded sky
For those who weep and long for brighter day.
She kneels in silence, heart a steady beat
A shield of love against the world's harsh tide
Her spirit strong, her soul divinely fleet
For every soul, a refuge she provides.
Though unseen, her impact, vast and deep
A silent army, while the world does sleep.
By Christopher Thor Britt (2025)
Copyright © Christopher Thor Britt | Year Posted 2025
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