I remember a time when people fought with swords and shields not guns and gernades those were the days when men fought with true honor those men fought and shed blood side by side for who and what they loved every foot step that fell upon the ground was one with memory and purpose .When a sword was shoved into the air people cheer with pride when they beat there shield against there chests it was a motion of fearlessness and unity when those men ran into battle they thought of there familys and there homes and there lands not the taxes or cash no they thought about freedom and when the battles finised the liveing walk among the dead too find there freinds and bury there dead. You see they never realy took pride in what they did no they all just wanted freedom a home a family that is a time when there was honor in war.
you capture the true spirit of honour in this piece, the comparisons you made highlighted the differences beautifully, and it was expressed in your usual articulate style. Thankyou Chris, I hope you are feeling well today and that things are looking up. Bye for now. Trish.
you capture the true spirit of honour in this piece, the comparisons you made highlighted the differences beautifully, and it was expressed in your usual articulate style. Thankyou Chris, I hope you are feeling well today and that things are looking up. Bye for now. Trish.
wow!!! i f*****g love this!! im reading game of thrones right now and this just totally seems like something eddard stark would say. i love your opinion of honor, its quite beautiful.
brava!
My name is Christopher I am 18 and single and live in Lorain Ohio and in my spare time i read and write poetry.
Another thing about me is that one day i plan on leaving my mark on the world no matter.. more..