Take it how you want to, as with all poetry.


Why do warriors fight

Another man’s battles

When no pay is given

For the parts they play

They are forgotten



Like so much ink on flesh

What makes them stay

And risk their life

When they could fly

And be away

Why do they risk their lives

Their wings

To protect

My already broken flesh


hope you enjoy, please feel free to comment.

The Lonely Recluse.


~ by The Lonely Recluse on January 7, 2013.

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