The Weary Knight

Weary

the old grey knight

hangs up his sword

his shield

in the shape of a kite

🌑

Days

of conflict past

As he looks back

on life

he is downcast

🌑

War

is all he has known

killing

blood

bone

🌑

Reflecting

on what he has been

he sees his life

existence

all as unclean

🌑

Overwhelmed

by the feeling

he promises himself

that the rest of his life

will be devoted to healing

🌑

He cannot

undo what has been done

but he will try

every day

he has breath under the sun

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