Inside
The raging storm swells with the tide,
Bash, crash; will not subside
Inside.
Outside,
An inner strength implied,
With brazen confidence decide.
In shadow, surety forgone.
The game against no one
Outside.
Inside,
A hope burns bright anon.
Glowing, growing, the light has won.
The reigning chaos thrust aside,
A stillness does abide
Inside.
Outside,
There is a great divide
Where something soft and gentle died.
Red hot bullets, cold blue steel gun.
Frightened child turns to run
Outside.
Inside,
Scarred warrior stands, one
Who holds firm, will not be undone.
All peace continually denied
As snarling wolves collide
Inside.
Outside,
Hands calmly at the side,
An answer forwardly supplied.
The war has only just begun,
The battle rages on
Outside.
Inside,
A stalwart ray of sun
Shines, refuses to be outdone.
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