I'm not brave
As a knight
Not strong
As a warrior
Not mighty
As a gladiator
Not skilled
As a soldier
Can't hold a weapon
To fight until I die
I'm just one of the cowards
Who tend to run away
I'm weak
As a wimp
An easy kill
As a prey to a predator
All I do is run
Running for my life
I'm just a coward
Valuing my life
YOU ARE READING
POEMS III
Şiir3rd book of poems written by me. Some of the poems are old and possibly most of them are nrewly written.
