A lady you gave your word to;
You have sworn to protect
Lays before you on a battlefield
With a grievous injury.
Carefully you lift her
Take her to get proper care
Where they tend to her wounds
Seemingly bring her back from death.
The next day when you see her
She asks where you were
Begins crying
Asking why you didn’t protect her.
You are human
With ego and pride
But today you look down at her broken body
And beg her forgiveness.
Today you are happy she is alive
Happy she is still there, even to scorn at you
Even to tell you that you are a rotten protector
You are happy to hear the sound of her voice.
A lady you swore to protect
Lays before you
Broken and battered
Do not betray her.
HATFM (((Awhoooo)))
Beautifully written.