Secret Warrior

I’ll tell you a little secret
come closer, a little closer still
it is something that cannot be said
loud, proud or sparingly
there was a world once
where no pain, nor suffering had come to visit
but saw the folks tearing at each
lustful after treasure and possessions
a world unworthy of peace
and so they left as quietly
leaving mere mortals to their sins
yet occasionally they visit still
instilling in few the peace they seek
the peace deserved
the peace they fought for
in a world that refused to yield
and picked up swords and shields
at any opportunity.
I’ll tell you a secret no one knows
no one cares to listen
that peace is within
every soul
who sees the suffering and pain in others
and cares to pick up the shields
to protect.

(I’m not sure how this has turned out :s)


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      1. Sometimes it’s like that.

        Actually when I start a parody song, I have no idea where it will go.

        But I’ve found if the title rhymes, the songs follow somehow. Not that they are great, but something comes out, haha.


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