What A Warrior Needs

What A Warrior Needs

A warrior’s path of ice and rage 
The sage sings to flowers as he ponders 
This old spear I carry still teaches me 
Hunting a man that stands for peace 
Killing him softly so his kids don’t see. 

Bulls run through the valleys of my empty skull 
Chasing dreams that are no more 
You tried to send a priestess to heal me
I said goodbye and drank your witch’s tea 
This warriors hunt may never end. 

Walking with a rich man’s high I traveled the earth in search of my birth 
I was a baby in disguise 
Wanting to return with a bounty of love 
For a mother that sees 
A warrior in need. 

© 2017 Randle Allshouse Jr.