The Lost WarriorA Poem by LuluA man once was lost and now he found something to live for...Strewn across the ground People laying there Unable to make a sound One prevails over all One with the bloody sword He's the chosen one The one that slayed the horde He has lost his comrades Fallen in the field Now all he has left Is his sword and shield Dents and dings in his shield Symbolize how well he fought He trained in tactics And that is what he was taught He is a solitary soldier Alone because of it all So weeps he does And on his knees he will fall Mercy, he begs God For what he has done For every man he has killed Every single one This warrior he is no more The Lord hears this man's begs and pleas He listens intently until the end And watches this man rise off his knees The Lord, the man's diety Sympathizes with him and strikes a bargain One of which if not accepted Will never be given again The man will pay For the deaths he has brought But will feel The one thing he has sought If at all he kills again, The Lord warned him What was given to show compassion Will be taken from his possession The man accepts Knowing all twists and turns He will live a better life So long as the fire in his heart burns A year later, the man sits Eating dinner like a gentleman For he has a wife And has forgotten about way-back-when All is done All is brought For he now has that one thing That happiness he has sought
© 2009 LuluAuthor's Note
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