I came here to breathe
these moments clear to me.
I am in love with myself.
Can you see how much
my own breath means to me?
To you I have been so many
throughout my days
contradictive in my ways
unable to believe in the things I say.
I surrender legions of unholy,
I stand for wars they are holy.
Please do not judge the wilderness
I once lived in.
I fell,
I crawled,
I came to myself
to you.
And here I am
unholy I am holy to you.
To myself I only fight
fight and I breathe
and I fight some more
I live and breathe this holy war.

Javier Zamorano

http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/unholy-holy-war/