This poem, if my memory serves me right, has no direct person of inspiration. I imagined of war at those times when I created this, and it seemed to me that this poem reflects how love can give so much that the heart, as we realize through the process, is actually "bottomless," like when you order iced tea. I felt so much pain in this poem. It reminds me of days when you have unrequited love before your eyes, and you can do nothing to change the way things happen through it. I can only think of hopelessness, and my mind starts to break just now. I do, because this is, what I think, is happening before my eyes.
XLII
UNCONDITIONAL
I am a warrior
Who protected the city of my ancestors
As I steady my bow and arrow
As I clash sword to sword
I think of all the things
Sacrificed, offered, and unreturned
From the time I first held a dagger
To now and each passing moment
For hope
Never to bare my courage
Never to fail my beloved
To save the many of them
To do my duty as one
To rather die than live
For the spirit of hope
I am a knight
Who protected the church of my religion
As I shine on my heavy armor
As I train myself to war
I think of all the things
Sacrificed, offered, and unreturned
From the time I first rode a horse
To now and each passing moment
For faith
Never to reason the clamor
Never to fail my beloved
To save the many of them
To do my duty as one
To rather die than live
For the spirit of faith
I am a soldier
Who protected the helpless and the innocent
As I scope my gun in silence
As I snipe each foe and rebel
I think of all the things
Sacrificed, offered, and unreturned
From the time I first joined the army
To now and each passing moment
For peace
Never to strike the poor
Never to fail my beloved
To save the many of them
To do my duty as one
To rather die than live
For the spirit of peace
I am an angel
Who protected my one and only true love
As I stood beside patiently
As I guided minds to paths
I think of all the things
Sacrificed, offered, and unreturned
From the time I ascended into heaven
To now and each passing moment
For light
Never to question the order
Never to fail my beloved
To save the many of them
To do my duty as one
To rather die than live
For the spirit of light
I am a friend
Who protected my heart and its pieces
As I listened to joys and sorrows
As I gave my best decisions
I think of all the things
Sacrificed, offered, and unreturned
From the time I first spoke to you
To now and each passing moment
For memory
Never to err in judgement
Never to fail my beloved
To save the many of them
To do my duty as one
To rather die than live
For the spirit of memory
I am me
Who protected the most important in me
As I pass by and watch closely
As I contemplate on pure essence
I think of all the things
Sacrificed, offered, and unreturned
From the time of my birth
To death and forever
For me
Never to waste a second
Never to fail my beloved
To save the many of them
To do my duty as one
To rather die than live
For me
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A Collection of Poems
PoetryThese poems are just some of the little pieces that make up my life. Whenever I get inspired by someone or something, I write a little story about it in the form of a poem. In a way, it helps me express what I have in my mind in a very vague way. I'...
