I stand peering in at a glimpse of a man of whom I used to be,to a reflection caught in the mirror thats right before me. The years of fighting battles left to be won, only to be left with scars and broken limbs in need of mending by some. A hollow shell of a man I see needing to put down his sword of which slayed so many lives right before him. To my King and country of a sacred oath ive taken to protect and honor ,only to do deeds that were sinister and unholy to me. I will now lie down my sword right before my God and walk in the footsteps of a man from Galilee....