Man-At-Arms Everyday I rise for a fresh, new battle Who knows if I will be back home alive How wild is the jungle that I have to cross How skilled the sniper aiming at my heart How big is the fight inside me How far I can swim in a rough sea What kind of fighter they wanted me to be My ancestors never really told me Every day, each fight is a daring adventure Full of tactics, retreats, a sense of wonder How little I know about the art of war How blessed I have been to live so far I make mistakes, I continue to learn Who knows when the sun will set on me I dream of far away, unconquerable land A powerful, dreaded, fabled enemy I dream of a fierce fight, with all I have got A fight that will become a folklore, a story Everyday the new me tries to fight The strongest enemy that I can find Sometimes he hides deep inside me My deepest scars and wounds tell me It is the fight that makes you a hero Not horrific defeat, not glorious victory Connect with Sarvajeet सर्वजीत on Social Media Instagram : https://www.instagram.com/sarvajeetdchandra/ Facebook Page: https://www.facebook.com/IndianPoetry/ Twitter : https://twitter.com/sarvajeetd Youtube : https://www.youtube.com/user/IndiaCreate Contact Sarvajeet on [email protected]

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