I Am a warrior!
With a dull sword and a broken shield.
Nothing more of a shadow of Maximus and Wallace.
With nothing to fight for, but my own EGO.
I Am Judah!
Not a Romeo and less of a Casanova.
But with words like a serpent and I’ll have her feeling like a victim.
Fearing one day that I will bear a child with the one that I hurt the most.
I wish I had the strength of Joseph!
The humility of Abraham.
The faith of Moses.
And the fierce heart of Shaka.
Not knowing who I truly am is hard enough.
But the truth will set you free, so they say.
For all I see is the truth putting me in a cage.
A stronghold to stop me from moving with no support coming.
And me with a dull sword and a broken shield.