Mom said it will hurt
That I will loose no matter how much I fought
Nothing more will seem right
Even the sun will rise at night
She said the day will bleed on my arms
That I can’t survive the war even with fire arms
Dad said it might hurt
That the seed comes after the nut
He said I should be wise like an owl
That my heart should be at ease and whole
I should be firm when the storm rages on
And never forget that I’m iron born
My heart says when it hurts
I should remember the sweet memories
When the sea tide is turbulent
I should be calm like ice
When dawn overshadows the day
I should remember that joy comes in the morning