by Wishes (Judy)
So I ride on and choke on misplaced pride
And vaunted warrior code of honor.
Crawling in the dirt, my rightful place,
I bury all the emblems of my past.
Too bad that I can't bury me.
Don't fear; I'll find someone to do
That job for me, an enemy who'll
Prove my friend by ending all my sorrows.
What is that sound? Those cries?
Am I haunted still or is it real?
I hide and watch a play of bravery
Performed against such odds--
A young girl, armed with only love,
Calls upon herself a storm
Of insult and of pain.
So much valor in that frail form!
Can I quit while she fights on?
My courage and will I must unearth,
Most important of my weapons.
I'll live to fight today at least
Though death had seemed more pleasant.