‌ The helpless warrior

I am not fit to ink up your history.
And my writings doesn't suit your personality.
But I dared , as your life story compelled me to do so.
You protected the domain generation after generation, selflessly
Wish that you hadn't made yourself so low by giving them promises.
You were at a low ebb.
You lost your glory and valour,
Because you got trapped in the sorcery of their words.

You had the power,...