My eyes flowing in and out of consciousness. I finally find the strength to hold my eyes open, dust, smoke, and ashes rain on me like a light snowing. I’m covered in dirt, I realize what is happening and reach for my weapon, my body aching. I get a hold of it before another missile drops. Boom….darkness.
I read this book, it was intense and had lots to it. It satisfied all parts of me. Creating new findings and understandings. It satisfied my crave for preparation. A preparation for war. War is breed within ones self. Sun Tzu a man to go down in history because he stood for something. Had principles that had to be followed with pure obedience.
Wars we have to fight
battles we face at night
whether real or in the spite
of the fact that there fake
they reach new heights
in our minds those lights
that keep shining, take flight
understanding brings might
so stand by the facts and write
face the things that no one likes
then there will you find
Power, Strength, a battle cry