The war of growth

Bodies, like a speck of dust, sat underneath a barrier.
Whispers filled the air; all about the unknown, fearless warrior.
When the time was right, dawn was near, the turbulent fight began;
a struggle for the mightiest, the chance of becoming a man.
With sighs in the air, almost all gave up, but one stood upon the collapse,
the one with courage, the one with faith, and so he kept the attack.
With an explosion of confidence, he launched beyond the skies.
The battles were over; he had won, and the air was full of goodbyes.
Much might not have noticed, or maybe even aware,
but to the soldiers and competitors, a sprout was all they cared.
A battle so solid, a war so harsh, few can make it through.
But to the ones that can and those that won, freedom was about to pursue.