This is why I keep on fighting

The whole world feels a need for a savior but a lot of times we like to push away the urge. In fact, I do it all the time with God and I’m gonna keep pushing him away until I die, but if anybody else is struggling, I wanna help them. Here’s a poem that talks about it.

Why I fight

In the world, full of darkness

I wanna be uplifting and generous

When people are down, fighting their knees

While others stand over raining blows like tall trees

I want to be their shield and defender

Fighting for them against the cruel offender

As the world’s souls are ground and mashed in a blender

Help to all I want to render, but there are many that seek this work to hinder

The crying mother, after a long days work

Caught by a robber waiting darkly on the lurk

The tears stained boy who is bullied overbearingly

And takes blow after blow unrelentingly

The dull eyed grandma who needs a friend

But doesn’t have any because all hers have met their end

The downcast soul of a broken man

Torn my life and left without much room or plan

These are the people to help I crave

To show them love and their sanity to save

They don’t have to fight other battles all alone

Even though they’re beating heart feels like a stone

We all have sins which we never can attone

But together we can fight till this adversity we’ve outgrown