THE MYSTERIOUS WARRIOR FROM THE EAST
As she makes her way toward the setting of the sun
Nobody really knows her name
She made a vow of silence and talks to no one
But don’t mistake her as tame
She silently travels with a sword by her side
Riding her trusty steed
She continues to go forward but no one knows why
But something is fueling her need
No one knows where is her real home
It's like she came from nowhere
The way of the sword is all she ever known
As she tugs her long golden braid of hair
She has made an oath of silence
She rides as she watches the birds in the air
Looking around for any signs of violence
Shrouded in mystery, no one knows her try mission
She continues to ride toward the west
Whatever it is, she rides with ambition
Not stopping for sleep or rest
Where is she riding to?
What is she riding for?
What will she do?
When she reaches the other shore?
©2013 Darryl Mouzone
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