Courage says you sink into the battle crowd,
No stretch of time to hide or to sleep right now-
feel stabbing fear as enemies cry so loud.
Your own wisdom cries, desperate, don’t you bow.
In cement you plant your boots, sword cuts through crowd.
you must fight with a sword the size of a bough.
Still some battles inside will not let you free,
and the best offense is to turn, quick, and flee.