Warrior

i know that you're a warrior so hear that this burden i bear is a new war to fill your days i bring enemies and obstacles and the death of apathy

...what next?

your peace misread as boredom all follies surely by the grace of god were meant to play out their own way and with no regard for our pleas the days march by unchecked

...what's left?

voices replace older voices as tones and timbres are forgot beaneath the ashes of all else burned and though i would not dare to guess at her sound i could swear i heard her on the radio just now

...what's that?