Lone Warrior

A lone warrior
Stands proud and tall
To look over the sun
And through to the future battles
Where he will not fall
He takes out his foes
With tears down his face
Feeling their pain,
He searches the world
For his rightful place
Cleaning the blood off his blade
The memories he tries to wipe away
Not knowing why
Why he continued to fight
His game he never wanted to play
He suffers from the pain
Though he still lives
He will still fight
Not for friend or his foes
But for the life he is willing to give.
By Robert Hegan (February 23rd 2004)