marching

building pain as it pushes and pushes yet i had wrought this upon myself in the name of selflessness in the name of bravery in the name of health in the name of improvement yet not for me and i march my armor is rotting my great sword rusting and my chainmail unlinking itself my helmet is melting into my skull my greaves are bloody and battered and the left of my breastplate pierced by my own spear my pauldrons far too heavy my boots filled with mud and s**t yet still i march my fellow paladins most have left few remain one dying as i pull the cart he lay in one dying as i give him rest and his medicine one dying, as i am dying and yet i march every time my heart jumps the spear cleaves it further every time it pulses the spear rips it in half every second it sits there the spear drains its spirit and i march my fingers are broken about the handle of my shield my hand glued to my sword and the pain only building and my bow has snapped long ago and the arrows further before it and still i still march for something i no longer believe in a great treasure that i cast into fire in the name of the people and in it was my heart and as i am dying still i am marching

Reviews

[carl]

This is an amazing pictorial of the valiant warrior in the vain of Conan or the Terminator or Russel Crow gladiator but also perceived as the ordeal of life as metaphor - You paint a very expressive portrait of struggle, injury, and determination to continue at all cost - well done - glad I came by to read your work -carl

[undead]

whos russel crow? also thank you!!!!! i really appreciate the feedback!!

[carl]

actor - Russell Crowe The Gladiator

[undead]

thank you!