Warriors Against the MonSter
I share my body with a MonSter
It feeds upon my fear
Its under my skin
It's in my eyes
I can see it in the mirror
It saps up creativity
Leaving weakness in its place
It's in my touch
It's in my tone
You can see it in my face
This MonSter consumes potential
Exchanges for disability
It's in my stance
It's in my gait
I push onward clumsily
It try's to take my passion
It trades my future for its own
It's in my hands
It's in my feet
It never leaves me alone
This ever present MonSter
Is leaning on my soul
It's in my sight
It's in my voice
To take my senses is its goal
An internal battle with the MonSter
My power is its prey
It's in my mind
It's in my thoughts
I long for independence day
Today to slay this MonSter
Means that you must slay its host
It's in my past
It's what's in store
Its my ever present ghost
Outside of me - I hear warriors!
Training hard for a crusade!
It's in their hearts
It's in their steel
Preparing new weapons to invade
This MonSter's days are numbered
It SHALL be overcome!
It's in my hopes
It's in my dreams
To celebrate freedom
This will be the closing stanza to this poem someday!
The MonSter beaten in submission
A triumphant VICTORY anthem!
It's none too soon
It's just in time
It's claimed it's last victim
Written for
The Hubbard Foundation
By Cheryl Kunzelman