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 Art 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 itstarts

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 Art 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 AgentArt”

Jennifer Mansay y AngelSPY y Art
(on to/the next/sacred mission)
03.12.07