In my dream,
I saw them coming in torrents
With unshealthed swords of pride
Basking in the euphoria of vain victory
Putting on armour of ill vices
Their sight so dreadful and alarming
At a moment, I looked,
Above the hills a glowing from afar,
So bright I couldn’t behold such sight.
I looked, I saw a number of light,
Looked like many men of light.
I saw them with swords of persuasion,
Walking in the ambience of purity.
I ran off to a tree,so fruitless and free
And there I saw it all, A soul in the midst
Of the warriors, the light battled them.
In fear I knew it was war,but, I thought,
A soul in their midst, I guess was lost
Oh what doom has befell him,then I saw,
The light fought all for him,it was a war for his soul
It all dawned on me,all that I saw
Is a replica of life, the war for my soul
Is being fought,a fight for where I belong.
Oh conscience, the sword of truth!!
That fight the battle for purity!!
There’s a fight for your soul
To be and dwell in light.
All I saw and heard,
Is a battle for your soul!!!!