Spoken to One Without Purpose
To Live Without Honor, Would be to Die Without Grace.
“Spoken to One Without Purpose”
What earthly good a retired hero?
He that is satisfied with second place…
A warrior that forsakes his keen sword?
He that fears and hides from eternity...
An actor as the last curtain, it falls?
A total failure of one’s remembrance...
Neither can a noble quest rest unconquer’d,
Or a promised word mend once it’s broken,
Nor a war commence without just, true cause,
Would stars shine, should the night sky not darken?!
The work ready, what use a stage unlit?
Its emptiness a lonely emotion…
Be a follower without loyalty?
Living with a cold, waning devotion...
Nowhere goes a leader lacking duty,
A road of tragic cowardice, endless,
And sad defeat to forever follow…
Would one be able of standing alone?!?!
Call out! But the echo remains hollow…
For a man who would live without honor,
Would become a man who’d die without grace.
-- J.R.H.
About the Creator
Jack Drake
It is what it is.


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