The Battle Done - The Other Reality by Jef Peace - Poetry - Ask Nem5

THE BATTLE DONE

A soldier in a nameless war, a pawn on the battle field
Being tossed by generals against the enemy's shield
My antagonist has no face, I'm doing as I was taught
Strike, retreat, then again, I'm weary from the battles I've fought
And my mind is tired as well, too exhausted to question this war
I only know that I must win, my goal is that distant shore

Towers rise and castles fall, these like all things shall pass
It doesn't change my purpose, victory just beyond my grasp
A glimpse of color in an iron helm, my enemy's eyes are just like mine
What sorrows and joys has he beheld, what lofty peak does he strive to climb
And does the love of a woman empassion this vicious warriors' breast
And is he doomed as am I, to keep that love suppressed

Around me still the battle rages, a din of clashing steel
Cries of agony, shouts of hate, close yet far, surreal
Suddenly, a thought pierces the fog that is blanketing my mind
What if I just lay down my sword and refuse to fight this time
Will I be slain and leave my enemy with the knowledge he's won
Or will he lay down his sword like me and let the battle finally be done

© Jef Peace 1992

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