172: My Battleground

My Battleground

I hear the drums banging

And it’s stinging my heart

My knees are shaking,

While my nerves seem to shatter apart

Sacred Agent Spy is appointed here

The battleground I am assigned to fight

How in this arena will I survive

If I haven’t placed God in my life?

With my hand in my heart

I give my sober oath

To carry out my mission

As commanded in the Holy Word

I pray that the Boss Almighty

Grant me the strength I need

Sanctify my thoughts, purify my heart

I can only do best with His might

I know it would be inevitable

The foe’s blow would bruise me in a way

But I deem that the Holy Chief

Will heal the wound I get from them

I claim the same valor of a knight

When the King called them out to fight

Equipped and fully geared up

Victory is declared even before it starts

I hear the drums banging

Though I don’t see the battalion coming

I can sense that more is to come

The battle has just begun

Sacred Agent Spy is appointed here

And I will never leave my stand

Until I finish my duty,

Until the battle is won

And I pray that my soul will always be

Prepared for every battle cry

Until one day the Captain will say,

“Mission accomplished, Sacred Agent Spy”

Jennifer Mansay y AngelSPY
(on to/the next/sacred mission)
(wriiten/days/before/baptism)