Child of War

A fictional poem about a young warrior's journey.

------Child of War------

Atop the town of Dunham lie
Clouds of rain and darkened skies.
Over hills rise breath of flame
An army’s fires, no doubt, to blame.

I know it’s coming; the war arise
It shows in faces, words, and eyes.
On peak of hill I barely see
A man alone with flag of free.

He holds the flag on high
And with mighty bound do floodgates cry.
The waves are upon us now
And beneath them does the city bow.

I look at him, he looks at me
The hurt and pain is plain to see.
Blade of steel he does low
And watch my mother and me as we go.

I won’t forget the shame I saw
The knight held back with tightened jaw.
My life is spared, for now at least
I’ve seen the war, the hungry beast.