Once Bad, Always Bad

I am on the mount, with the dagger in hand,
Feeling calm, being the mild individual.
There is something deep within, a common sense,
It is not the attitude but it’s in my blood.

I present to you of what will sense in this aura
That will wield the mightiness with thee.
I will prove to you, but not show it off,
For I could then rather be the fool.

Tolerance is my key to empathize,
For I shall let it be, it is not worth the crusade.
But only for when it means necessary,
Knowledge is sincerely mandatory.

As the battle is ready to set out,
It will be set in the reclusive field.
Where only my opponent is the only victim of havoc,
It is not the bar I am after, it is the invader.

I am the voice, ambitious in making thoughts known,
I am convincing but not threatening.
Comprehend, absorb in your own way,
My peers know how I feel.

I am collected, with faculties available at all times,
You may frighten me, but I thank you for refuting.
I dig in your inner-soul, reading what urges you,
Believe me, I am not in distress.

From fist fight to love scene,
I develop perspectives of life.
Around and around I am pointing at you,
For we are the warriors; merry meet again!