by A. Jill Gaebel

Created on: July 07, 2008

The Battle

Not all wars are fought and won
On a battlefield's bloody plain.
Not all enemies are flesh and blood
Who cause the wounding and the pain.

There are battles that rage within
A troubled young man's aching chest
The caring ones can only give
Their love to help him pass the test.

There are wounds that run too deep
And are hidden from others' sight.
They make it harder for the soul
To find the path that leads to light.

Sometimes prison is not of bars
And there is no lock and key.
Often the prison is one's self
And only Self can set Self free.

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