Reflections of Despair

I know not age, nor weariness, nor defeat.

~

far off a beaten warrior

as seen in a winter mirror

his life a long road to nowhere

no noble quest, no gentle lover

no castle no princess in a tower

and by the path of this beaten warrior

dark thorns abound, no leafy bower

and the rabid black wolf cowers

from the constant defeated anger

the warrior has suffered a year

as for hope, that will never

lighten his burden of error

for the dragon’s fiery terror

he is doomed to endure evermore

and all he prays is to die

to sleep forever more

~

jack collier

jackcollier7@talktalk.net

 

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