Shields and swords made out of steel.
Shadowy dragon that is real.
World that is brought upside down.
A war that is made by me, that is seen with a frown.

War that isn’t fought against humans.
War that is fought against ‘the one’.
War that is fought for survival.
Where everyone is waiting for the strongest arrival.

Hope is lost, down the drain.
The tears of ‘the one’ made it seem like it rained.
Shocked, why does ‘it’ cry when it’s the one who attacked.
Tears of sorrow and the plan to self destruct.

A way to know, a way to fight, a way to live.
Habitants waiting for a new strategy.
Tomorrow is another day, maybe a new moral.
Tomorrow might also be ‘the biggest fall’.

Days of waiting, ‘the one’ waiting for natural demise.
Unbeknownst the fighters, fighting side by side.
Shield splintered, sword cracked…
Although ‘The one’ never physically fought back.

The desire of ‘The one’ isn’t to attack.
The desire of ‘The one’ is to turn back…
and have an eternal rest.
A life that is fulfilling and best.

© Benny