SHOW ME MY WARRIOR!

It is in this quiet, still atmosphere

That I long to be in the company of someone dear

But every time I look around me, there is something I hear

A mysterious reverberation that inculcates my soul with fear

A cold shiver runs down my spine

The sound of a heart pounding so loudly, it can only be mine

The darkness descends

Tragedy is set to impend

And How I wish I could amend

All that’s about to transpire and bring it to an end

I long to ask, this one question

Hoping that someone would help and give me a solution

Not just for this very moment but the days to come

To ease the weight of them being burden-some

Show me my warrior, Show him to me

Show me the one man that will stand up against all adversity

Show me he who is ready to give up his all

No matter the day or time, he is geared up to take the fall

Show me my warrior, show him to me

Show me the one man that will not dwell only on building so called chemistry

Show me a warrior, bring him to me

Show me the one man that will look into my eyes, and not indirectly go to bed with me

Reveal to me I ask, the one willing to watch me catwalk

And still resist from giving me the smooth-talk

Show me a warrior, who will love me for real

By taking me in with my faults, and encouraging me to heal

The one man who will pursue righteousness as the real deal

And just to make me happy, would do anything even if it meant, to kill

He doesn’t have to be as tall and built on the outside like Shaquille O’Neal

Coz it’s his spirit deep within that is important, and God shall soon reveal

Show me my warrior, bring him to me

If you happen to sight him somewhere, bring him forth so that I can see

The one man that chooses to above all protect me and my heart

Treating both will delicacy and keeping them both as unique pieces of art

Not only for him but our Father up above

That knit our hearts to grow in love

Show me a warrior, bring him to me

The one man that knows my heavenly father, who must have sent him to me

He may be the usual tall, dark and handsome

Oh, wouldn’t that be just awesome

But the character within him is what matters the most

Coz you don’t spend the rest of your life with his physique alone

But what comes from his heart as well, and that’s the uttermost

Read Luke 2:52 and get a glimpse of what I mean

I at the moment will keep praying for my warrior, who at the moment remains unseen.

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