I Am A Brave Heart
I am a brave heart and I have no fear
Truly I stand in the
midst of danger without a flinch
I shiver as I grip my
spear
People die all
throughout the year
And if my moment is
coming, why should I shrink away?
I am a brave heart
and I have no fear
My friend was thrust
though by a steer
He lost such blood he
would not part his eyelids again
I shiver as I grip my
spear
I will turn eighteen
next year
Some say I am a
firebrand and I’ll not disagree
I am a brave heart and
I have no fear
Men wielding knives
at the front, and bowers at the rear
Surely, now I am
older, I am ready for my first fight?
I shiver as I grip my
spear
The war hour is close
and the enemy is near
I can’t brave this
one I can’t flee from here
I shiver as I grip my
spear
I am a brave heart
and I have no fear
Absolutely beautiful!
ReplyDeleteFor some reason, the last few days I have noticed and read many articles on 'fear'. Must be something I need to address? Something for me to think about...
I really enjoy your poems!!
A though provoking poem.....'I am brave and yet I shiver'......speaks to me of the 'brave' front we sometimes put forward in those times, when on the inside, we are so frightened of what we think is to come....
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