Fragile Weapons

My spear, is starting to melt.
My arrow, losing its direction.
My shield, is getting too soft to protect,
And my sword too heavy to wield.
Only choice I have now, is to throw down my weapons and flee.
But I’m afraid, I’m responsible for more than just me.
The least I owe her, is to stay and fight.
It doesn’t matter if I lose. At least then, I will have tried.

From: 
The Journey to Freedom




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ABOUT THE POET ~
Author of the books 'Some secrets lie Beyond the Horizon' and 'The Journey to Freedom'., https://www.amazon.com/Some-Secrets-Lie-Beyond-Horizon/dp/9380227590, https://www.amazon.com/Journey-Freedom-Tanisha-Avarsekar/dp/9380227558


Last updated September 11, 2015