The restless spirits long to guide

Lion heart

Cometh what may,
I'll win the day,
Amid the fray,
My sword gives sway,

I need not pray,
Heed what doubts say,
I find a way,
And here I'll stay,

Cruel games we play,
With tolls to pay,
All they blades slay,
Left where they lay,

Focus won't stray,
Outlooks shan't grey,
Fears some convey,
Remain at bay.

January 01, 2012