Honour
Honour is such an intangible thing
That to some people will ring
Down the years in history made
Recounted again in escapades
For wars and battles are fought hard
With many losing in their final yard
But in the end what do you win
Except to wipe out perceived sin.
© Paul Warren Poetry
Copyright © Paul Warren | Year Posted 2017
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