Warrior

In the midst of the war

The warrior looks for weakness in her opponent

A shift in his stance

A shift in his stare

But all she sees is his surrender

 

His face emotionless

A pinch of regret

A dab of sympathy

A handful of goodbyes

But all she sees is a possibility for battle

 

In the desert of chaos

She desperately longs for movement

Something she can hit

Something she can break

But all she sees is illusions

 

In the midst of war

A warrior fights an impossible war

No one can fight against indifference

No one can fight against an empty heart

But war is all she sees

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One thought on “Warrior

  1. why we are as we are, and the emptiness of the heart is not filled with things we; wars do not just fill the heart when it is victory or defeat; is always defeat. Thanks, A Hug . JP.

    Por eso estamos como estamos , así como el vacio del corazón no se llena con cosas ; las guerras no llenan el corazón cuando acaban , sea victoria o derrota ; siempre es derrota. Gracias ,Un Abrazo . JP.

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