Red and bright
Providing energy in the curse of silent
Then the biceps squeezed hefty
And the knees are rugged
Moonless spear on the right,
Fur tailed sabre on the left hip
The lee of the platemail as the hook
Honour and onus led him moved off
The war was so noisy
That every pain felt painless
And gashes tossed wildly
Like fungus on the feet of rain
Thrusting enemy’s chest through their armor
Bashing the fortification till the heart
Giving pleasure for thirsty soul
Forgetting about himself, defense
That the skin was vulnerable
That the vessel teared
Then the wound bleed the part of soul
He stopped awhile
Muscle moved slower
And the upswing went like dry timber
It’s pain...
It’s pain he never got before
The blood..the blood..the blood..
It’s running away aloof the heart palpitation
Wanna free through unforgiveness pain
A weary with anchalanty love of warrior
Sensing it’s never exist
No time to cry of funk
No time to show dying face
Or the assassin hailed with the arm
He know, the blood never back,
No pressure from outside say to come back
Aught, the drive from heart of man
“Go away..go away..fill the muscle and the brain..”
But the holes were barring from
It’s never down to, again
He is too tired to run away
But, it’s not the time to die
The duties were not over
Simply, he just need a healer
Then the warrior was waiting for..
