When you come after me
armed to the teeth
with all the weaponry
you possess,
I’ll be ready.
I train for that day
by feeling the pain
I was forced to suppress.
I’ll be shielded with vestments
weaved from my anger.
My strength I derive
from the love of those
who know me.
I will face you head on,
standing tall.
If I’m afraid,
I’ll be there anyway,
girded for your free-for-all.
Heed my call:
I won’t start your war
but I will end it.
And I will win it.
Dogpaddling Through Life 
I like the way you’re thinking!
Thanks.
Wow this is very powerful, I can feel the struggle behind it and it definitely resonates. I appreciate you sharing.
Another powerful poem…a real battle cry! I AM sure you will ‘win’ Jen!!
(((hugs))) Sherri-Ellen & **purrss** BellaDharma
We both will.
Awesome inspiration and motivation. We need to feel like Warriors nowadays, brave and ready to face anything.