Sunday, April 18, 2010

A hero falls...

You, who walked away 
and crushed our hopes...
and left dead, destroyed dreams in your wake...

You, who showed such promise
and with your eyes, made us look forward
and with your words, helped us speak
And now, as you leave, we can only perceive a shift
just as your shadow creeps out

We understand you need your silence...
And anyway...it is too late to ask why you did what you did
and would you have done otherwise...had you known?
There's no answer, and we almost know why...

We will crawl back into our shells again, 
Turn off the lights and pull up the covers to our chins...
Cold hard brutal reality rampages outside
and without our champion, 
We are again back to our defenseless selves...

Another hero falls, 
his shining armour spirited away in secrecy
his broadsword broken
and shield already taken over by rust...

What can we do?
But wait, but not with much hope 
For yet another one?






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