each demon I had danced in the beams of light cast by a nealy full moon grew ever more irritated with illumination to the dark they prefer to dwell and the spark of hope each new morning instilled in my soul knowing I had made it through another long and treacherous battle that takes place each para less night for my soul. I find courage and resolve discovering that the only logical explanation to my repeated triumph and victories over things ment to destroy me is that a devine and righteous path is my reward at the end of the trials only enforced to develop wisdom and prophetic vision with in the vessel that is now a warrior with no equal.
Explanation:
this poem is a brief view into the the place the devinly and blessed warriors that will lead the war that's coming they will not be of any church or faithfull members of organized religion it has been said they will come from the dark places where the evil had ruled all around them one hopeless mentally broken and cursed with addiction, a chosen one who was a victim of sex slavery. and others each battle trained with in-depth wisdom and knowledge of there adversary of evil due to there time spent among them with no fear of the pits they will walk into they know it well but also they carry with them confidence and unbreakable assurity of victory cause they beat this evil many times before.
