Monday, November 30, 2009

Not the One I Would Have Picked

Load your guns, release your cry
Enter the fray and pray it's a lie
Stand your ground, clench your fists
Hope the enemy soon desists

I choose my battles carefully
Holding back until I can see
What I fight and where I stand
What weapons are in their hand

In this battle that I now fight
Against the force that threatens the light
Gathering support, seeing the divide
Weighs on my heart and suffers my pride

I loathe the battle, despise the war
Though I know what I fight for
My love, my life, my judgment call
These are the things for which I will fall