Warrior Once...Homeless Now
Just an old soldier
Running from an old war
Racing until I can run no more
racing toward an unknown chore
.............Passing time
Passing time... until I am no more
I surface to the sun
the race is lost and nearly done
faint and devoid of fight
living in the dust of twilight
.............passing time
Passing time...until I am no more
living unseen in the shadows
forsaking hope of tomorrows
a coming of age has found all matters naught
just existing today in the snares of others caught
.................passing time
passing time ...until I am no more
© Faye Sizemore February 9, 2003
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