Warfare
Warfare rising
With hopes of causing pain
Daily seeking to destroy
Feeling your miserable way
Trapping fears among as many as possible
Plans to set you up in failure
Blueprints for despair
Warfare you cannot enter
Our foreheads displays the mark
Our houses now stained in chrisom
We stand firm on the path of righteousness
Fruits of our labor; fruits of the spirit
No prosperous road for the enemy to travel
See warfare you are engulfed
In your own game
As you stagger, searching for relief
Warfare
You are your own enemy
© 2006 leolioness
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