song for a warrior

there is a growing

golden light

a flower unfolding

behind the mirror of your eyes

if an angel could hold it

in his polished white hand

i know he'd release it

like a bird to the sky

now you are the warrior

who will conquer this land

on a horse made of clouds

you will scatter the sands

some people say

god is long dead

but i heard something inside you

with my head to your chest

within

all the wrong

they say

i have done

there lies

a seed

of a million more

just waiting to become

send them home!

send them home!

send them home!

use your sword

use your voice

and destroy

and destroy

then begin again