I don’t know how many times I wanted to quit.

I don’t know how many times I asked myself

Why me?

For some quitting is an option

For me quitting is suicide.

I am an important piece on a chessboard

My presence is to defend my territory

For my people are clamouring for help,

And I became their only pillar of hope.

I was born like the prophets

I didn’t chose to be on a mission

But the mission was created as part of me

How am I to quit when I am “God’s present to mankind”

I am here to protect and defend,

No one can make me quit for I tried it countless times

Only to see myself back on the same mission.

I no longer need faith to know this

For I was not the only one

Who failed to escape destiny.