The Others

I wage war
against your
unseen foes
Losing more
than I'll
ever win

Heaven's my
eternal ally
the Pit
my enemy
though there
are days
when it
seems I
get stranded
in the
middle alone
both sides
attacking me
at once

Will my
battles ever
end? Or
will I
continue through
the course
of history
enduring oppression
to secure
eternal liberty
for those
who will
live to
enjoy it?

My struggles
will eventually
consume me.
Hasten that
day, for
it will
signal the
end and,
at last,
peace.