Battlefield

My future is a hostage Kept behind bars of steel
Locked away and kept at bay Never to reveal
All the things my heart desires The things that are so real
My love, my husband, my best friend The man who I admire
I'm a soldier armed with truth A marksman none the less
Para trooping to a land Behind the enemies lines
My weapons are not carnal Only a trained eye can see
Love, hope, faith in God Is how I'll set you free
A battlefield were families die By the enemies Lies
But God himself has showed me how To hit Satan between the Eyes
Down like Hitler he will fall And to the camp I'll run
And save my Future, Love and Hope
The family We've Begun
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This one is the battle I am in...
It's a pleasure to read a poem that is both powerful and beautiful at the same time, Sarita, I enjoyed and admired this extraordinary and thoughtful poem....cheers
Thank you my friend...it's also a truth as I know it...:-)