The Tomahawk Warrior

in hive-161155 •  24 days ago 


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Father rising Sun whose gaze of light filled with blood shines his steel, brave warrior who stands firm, pale face for the ball.

Spirit of the wind that sings to me its war cry in the abyss like an ancient man, heart of honor and fury forge the man and on a horse of fire on the plains, which wields a tomahawk, crude and violent blade of destiny, dances in the air with the spirits of the wolves and my ancestors like my shadow of my destiny, in total divine silence.


I am standing on the hill of shadow, under thunder and lightning that feels its unpunished ardor, son of thunder, like an eagle that flies over the winds in its gaze which burns, burns the winter.

For a warrior does not fear the end or only there is no end only immortality, my tomahawk is pure spirit, that will never give up in pure justice, that also forgives the lives of innocents. In battle I am a wolf that roars in the sand, under the cloak of the spirit of the wind, it does not matter if my body falls to the ground, his warrior soul roams the desert like a wolf and I am an eagle that flies in the sky.

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You didn't only describe the warrior but the Native American (gosh another word we are forced to use these days) in his glory, life, fights, believes. I see that warrior fight, he even smiles and looks up at the sky,ready to fly high. Super story. Poetry? A good Sunday @newton666


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Upvoted! Thank you for supporting witness @jswit.

That's an amazing read. Kudos on writing it.
Cheers.

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