The Battle Within
By Ann Rich

Love and trust, the battle within,
One of armor and one of cloth,
Both equal in strength and at a great loss.
Cornered by time to live again,
A moment to go back to where you have been.
The principles of pleasure intrude on a pleasant dream.
Love and trust, the battle within shouts its damning scream!
One of armor and one of cloth, yet, both are determined to rise again.

Conflict and pressure begin to adhere to this occasion.
One second to catch your thoughts of stop, go, or yield?
Beset by these restless conflicts your need to release introduces itself.
Provoked to endure a graceful truce the weak one falls to submission.
Love and trust, the battle within proclaims the very same guild.
One of armor, one of cloth,
Yet, both are equal with great strength in this world that we build.