• [b]The Battle

    I was once a cowering, conceited being.
    Unwilling to lead,
    unwilling to stand tall and prevail,
    unwilling to listen to truth and wisdom,
    unwilling towards comfort,
    Building walls to conceal myself and to seal me off from the touch of love,
    the healing of comfort,
    the strength of courage,
    and the power of might.
    The fear of change wrenching my mind day and night,
    causing my body to tremble,
    listening to the deadly whispers of the darkness,
    allowing the poisonous venoms of lies, hatred, conceit, and envy to flow through my body,
    unaccepting of healing antidotes,
    till my walls were succumbed to a power greater than they,
    the light shone upon my sorry self once again,
    I was clothed in armor, an armor strong enough to fend off the darkness,
    I now sat upon a rock, a rock that shall never fail me, a rock that i shall stand tall upon and let its truth guide me to victory,
    I shall become a leader and lead the battle, the battle against the darkness that we shall defeat with the light, the light of the Almighty King and His son who shall show us the way,
    the way of truth and light.[/b]