A Warrior Within Us: Poetry

The sun is high,

And the neck

Is parched.

He carries the

Sword of silence,

From within

A storm brewing

Outside.

His silence,

Is the fire

Of many,

His gaze,

A loving one.

He stands with

The oppressed

& the downtrodden.

The ones society

Condems to live

As vermins

Of fate.

Fusion

Anor na nûr,

a i coll

na ring.

Togiel

megil dhîw,

no ven

na chaeron dû,

i 'waew

badhor

ammen.

Se dhîw,

na naur

en-rîn,

i ven,

melui a bân.

Dartha na

úgarth

a nadad lín,

i gwennin

ned 'ú-chebin

na rhîf

en-amarth.

End

Subject: This poetry deals with struggle of the warrior within all of us, that keeps humanity alive whilst being a silent witness to torture of the oppressed.

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