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i was born to be a warrior,
a tradition from birth .i was handed the sword: the spear, and the bow ,at birth.
i was a child when i impaled the first enemy-- pinning him through the head to the ground, who
dared attack my people and our village. i have killed a thousand more since in battle;as my father made
me strong ,yet he taught me to bend my knees before my God, and love all men.and so i
cherish life with a jealous regard .he who comes to me with spear ,or sword will know mine.he
who comes with bread will share mine.
my father has taught me love. but he has also trained my hands for war.
let him who has ears hear.
i feed the hungry and care for the sick
i crack the jaws of the lion and set free it's prey.
i am toward him who is humble
but the proud -he shall know the end of my sword.
a tradition from birth .i was handed the sword: the spear, and the bow ,at birth.
i was a child when i impaled the first enemy-- pinning him through the head to the ground, who
dared attack my people and our village. i have killed a thousand more since in battle;as my father made
me strong ,yet he taught me to bend my knees before my God, and love all men.and so i
cherish life with a jealous regard .he who comes to me with spear ,or sword will know mine.he
who comes with bread will share mine.
my father has taught me love. but he has also trained my hands for war.
let him who has ears hear.
i feed the hungry and care for the sick
i crack the jaws of the lion and set free it's prey.
i am toward him who is humble
but the proud -he shall know the end of my sword.