
As some once said, you are allowed to be a work in progress and a masterpiece at the same time
Plenty of blessings for this wonderful day
Nature is a masterpiece and humans tend to destroy her
I made this poem the other day about Humans, Mother Nature and evil
so, I hope you like
Poem of the Warrior by Paula Martins
I write here that I'm destined for great things
I have been through great storms
I survived the unthinkable and rode giant waves in the midst of a whirlwind of emotions
I defeated the giant in his game
I got to a beach that's still not my destination
No, after going through all this,
I'm sure I'm destined for greatness
I purified my soul in a burning river
I've walked paths on fire
to get here and have no other solution?
Of course not
I know that the future is reflected in the present and past emotions have made my past
But I changed, King of Fate, I changed and I stand before you with all the evidence engraved in my soul
To die in this beach is not for me
I'm a fighter and I believe in the impossible
What do you want from me anyway?
Brought the tribute you had desired
In my bloody wounds you have sated your thirst
No, not in this beach
I know I can get there
And I dare to say this because I have tattooed on my soul suffering, so much suffering
You say I don't deserve it, that you wanted more? What else can I give you great King of Destiny and Souls?
What more do you want from this Universe that you've already destroyed and rebuilt and destroyed again for your pleasure?
Satiating from suffering and spilled blood?
What kind of King are you after all?
I deserve my place on the throne that's been mine from the beggining of times
You tested my loyalty and for what? To make the great humanity suffer?
It seems that many humans deserved it
Walking corpses and inconspicuous shadows , the ones who worship you and obey you blindly
Have thou taken the throne of the true king? Is he trapped in the catacombs of eternity?
You forgot that evil has no place here anymore
Your shift is over
Return what belongs to me
My dreams, the reality created in my dreams
Thief... you have fed your kingdom, your reign of terror , with my energy
This ends here
I'm back
I am a warrior and here I stand before you and with me a legion of Angels
This, this is the end of the line for you
Text By me, Paula Martins




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