Every Day I Fight A War
Every day I fight a war against my enemy, Self-Doubt
My weapon of choice
The claymore of words
Used to slash and burn its killing fields
My shield
My army of friends and family
Providing a near-impenetrable wall
My victories are many
Yet self-doubt lingers on
Its crops, too many to annihilate completely
Its cells regenerating, dividing at too great a speed
An invading virus with no real cure
Only symptomatic band-aids
It’s a war of words I wage, today
My sentries stand vigilant against the onslaught
Of vicious barbs and cruel taunts
I stand noble and strong
Hurling perspective and optimism
In the face of my toxic foe
Today, I wear a tentative smile
For I have won
But tomorrow looms on the horizon
Another chance for self-doubt
To worm its way into my fortress
I shall stand ready at the ramparts
With my sword and shield
And my grace
©Deena Remiel, 2010.
This is wanderful poetic creativity…
Ride on!
Thank you, Jungle Poet! I shall ride to victory!