No longer the Victim- a suit of armor.
metamorphosis strengthens resolve
shoes are laced, last wardrobe addition
a visor that bores -
a sword worn low on the waist
and a satchel full of harrowing
reflection and a moonlit kiss
a lucky star beyond miry depths
a saddle and Battleground
woe to the low.
Sheaths fall away-" ever onward " the drummer plays...
El Dorado,AQueens in Helios rays,
victory,and soma the mantra.
Tracks and mist
mercy collides and rides with strength.
Saga: the arrow of reconnaissance
that brings us to camp.
Salutations and lifted brows.
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