I am a warrior. A soldier.
I remember nothing else. I fought for my masters and then for theirs and then again.
I must fight again. But none will take me. None will have a warrior. Soldiers only will they take,
I need an enemy. I need a foe. I need a direction and care not form where it comes now.
Please, tell me who to fight. Tell me which enemies need slaying. I can't go on masterless like a robin from place to place, thought to thought.
I wanted to fight. I wanted to hurt and be hurt but I was not worthy. So I linger here with no one to fight, only the made up nemesis of my subconscious to wage war against.
I was denied. I was cast aside after so many lives of war.
Please let me fight? I need something to fight.
War has gotten the bad rep for many years. War? What is it good for?
Advancing the standard of man. Humankind. Whatever.
Not a single technology has been put forth that has not been derived from war. NOT ONE. The conflict is what humankind is created for; evolved for. Yet it is shunned. Looked down upon, IN the darkest days of 9/11 when soldiers were looked upon as saints even then it was a dark profession. A way of the violent.
Well, I say to you that warrior is not made, it is not forged, it is born, Something says within us, 'fight' and we respond as is our means.
Many say, 'why?' I say, 'what against?"
I fight for my side because it is my side. Need to fight because it is my side. But I can't. I am told that my side does not need me. That the nation that played host
to my fore fathers is 'not requiring of my services"
But I have no other nation to fight for. I have no ideal of my own that can stand. I want freedom, yet freedom HAS to to be tested. And it is not. No contest to freedom means no real freedom. Ans so I make do. I am socialist. I want the easy road. I need to be relaxed, but I can't. Even when I am asleep I think of conflict. I call those who say they can help and get denied.
Why is conflict looked down as the worst of human feeling? Why? It is the core of many of us, it what lurks in the heart of most of us, yet it is frowned upon.
I NEED conflict, I need war and fight and battle. This modern era tries to provide a substitute yet is is lacking. It suffers from the need of people like myself. Ones who see through the lie of the TV warriors. Who attempt to drown themselves in their battles against everything from aliens to vampires.