The Courage To Fight
His eyes could be the basis for a novel.
He has seen so much.
So many lives shattered like dropped glass.
He has gained so much hope,
only for it to be crushed by the dark, black masses descending from the sky.
Life is a little piece of gold in his dusty green pocket.
It becomes more valuable with each waking day.
His walk is hard and stern like the piece of machinery on his shoulders.
It weighs as heavily on him as his thoughts.
His face is creased at the hands of struggle.
The voids filled with the pieces of brown Earth.
In the lonely, bone-dry abyss he trudges through,
they graze his rigid body with every step.
Faced with danger throughout his days.
It is hard for him to keep going.
Thoughts of his one and only love.
The only thing inspiring him to push on.
At any moment he is ready to fall,
in honor of all he cares for so much.
Through the pain.
Through the suffering.
Through the hard times.
She loves him also.
Copyright © Tia H | Year Posted 2010
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