not all warriors come clad in armour

sifting through the supermarket aisles  
their eyes collide  
followed immidiately  
by the briefest of a pause  
then a mutual smirk and a brief smile  
 
 
no exchange of words  
or waving of hands  
as they pass each other  
the two women  
nothing out of ordinary  
to the naked eye  
 
little does anyone know  
that true warriors  
don't come clad in armour  
nor do they carry any  
fancy weapons or go around  
in fancy costumes  
their armour  
is the invisible one  
their unrivaled power  
lay in their capacity  
to deal with adversity  
their strength beyond human  
hidden behind walls of tears  
and soft and caring hands  
 
one was a demon slayer  
who had just moved a mountain  
after conquering it  
single handedly  
 
the other had slayed  
the beast that claimed  
to be her owner  
for over a decade  
 
these were just their  
latest feats  
for both had fought and won  
many times  
wounded  
bloodied  
bruised  
held captive  
broke free  
took control  
and back to the battlefields  
that are their lives  
 
little did the bald comic fanatic  
flipping through the books & cd's section  
mulling over which Marvel superhero movie to buy  
know  
that two real life warriors  
just crossed paths behind his  
oblivious arse  
and prior to that  
infront of his fantasy seeking eyes!