Soldier Beside Me

Vacant pools of encroaching shadow
a burning sea of lies branded truths,
by those of obsequious nature
who rotted your foundations to rubble
with this unneeded form of support,
to create a world of fictitious beauty,
where you could live alone and free
from the fears that truth bestows,
so leave to me the rope of return,
a final effort to retrieve your soul,
from the mystical land that singed your heart,
and in mind planted trees of question,
for shame be your face, today in tears,
in past years you were the soldier beside me,
fighting my weighted battle with fists bloodied,
to protect the one unworthy of a name
so full of love and bond, as brother,
I hear the calls tonight, its my turn,
to step up and be your saviour.

Author's Note

Another change of pace for me.

Reviews

[Alicante lullaby]

gary,,a very deep thought,,,it opens new avenues,,iam taking multiple meaning,,,got to read it again,,theending was beyond lovely,,,
a buring sea of lie branded truths,
you stamp mark each of your piece,,,a lustre that cannot be counterfeited,,,very much a Gary write

[cest la vie]

Wow.. you really dug deep here my friend. This is superb.. that is all I can say..
ok, quite superb:-)