Wednesday, November 16, 2005

The Warrior

I feel I have to 'do' war, once,
just for the experience
After all, it's why I'm here
When I stand in front of the foe,
When the unnamed fist slams the table
Only one of us shall fall
leaving the other to face an uncertain future

Which warior will return years later?
Which of us will lay flowers at the
site of the Blood Mass?
Are the flowers for the routed foe?
Are they for comrades lost?
Or are they for the victor?
One day I may know the answer

© 2005 Kahdoosch

2 Comments:

Blogger shyloh's poetry said...

Me too. This was awesome.

11:57 PM  
Blogger Kahdoosch said...

Txs Shy,

I think I'll make do with the Playstation though, war seems a bit too mucky for me...

...and I'm told the food is awful.

8:46 AM  

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