The Champion Emerges

In this twisting, turning life, there must be boundaries that intruders don't cross,
Strolling in & out of your journey, to lose them is not a total loss,
When those back stabbers remove their hateful blade from your spine, give them props.
Sweetest of voices disguise the darkest, evil intents, dripping like candlewax,
So polish your sword with a skeleton key covered in all the courageous qualities you lack,
That cold bastard isn't aware that you've already fortified your palace, changed the lock.
Trapped in rusted dungeon chains, faints the exhausted warrior hanging in agony,
The crusade has worn down this most strengthened & faithfilled titan of fancy,
Solid cornerstone placed on the prophetic knight's heart, anchors the angel within the tapestry.
And although the secret Trojan horse is captured behind enemy lines,
He runs the race before him diligently, without growing weary, even as his supernatural intuition resigns,
Clothed in childlike belief and purity, given freely in Jehovah's masterful,