The Warryor

31 Dec

Inspired by William Blake’s “The Tyger

The Warryor

Warryor! Warryor! burning bright
In the concrete jungle’s night
What immortal eye or hand
Made normals fall while you still stand?

In what distant skies or deeps
Burnt the fire which still keeps
Thee moving forward while those less
Crawl and cry and beg He bless?

What Creator could make both?
One for wither, one for growth
How could He create one scared
While other’s teeth are always bared?

What the feather? What the sword?
Where was all thy courage stored?
How did He who made such mice
Make such a fearless device?

When the stars threw down their pain
And failed to make thee go insane
Did He smile to see His art?
Do His cowards now break His heart?

Warryor! Warryor! burning bright
In the concrete jungle’s night
What immortal eye or hand
Now dare bless thee or give command?

                                   ~Miro

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2 Responses to “The Warryor”

  1. savitha January 27, 2015 at 3:43 am #

    Dear Miro,

    I was looking for a picture to depict my mood and it brought me to ur page. Im not much of a poem person but ur poems made me stop n read . They speak of things u always feel but never really give words to. Thank you.

    Regards,
    savitha

  2. Sue Dreamwalker March 14, 2015 at 11:37 am #

    Thank you Miro… and enjoyed your poem video, Excellent with heart beat and roars…..
    🙂 Loved it

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