The Blood of A Warrior
By Andrew Moravick
The blood of a warrior fills my veins,
My body has been forged for battle.
My desire to fight my soul sustains
My might makes the bones of my foes rattle.
Yet I swing not a sword nor fire a gun
Victory comes not from blood being shed
It is honor to which warriors run
And for glory we are glad to be lead.
My weapon is myself which I must test
My armor is my muscle and bone.
My shield is my team who shares in my quest
And with them my true power is shown.
We athletes wage war as warriors before
We gain glory and triumph from all we endure.
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