Broken

Who deserves greatness deserves their hate
For they are no surer than the hailstone in the sun
Where he should find them brave
Where he should find them lions
He finds them hares
For like hares they run
What darker light could one soul bring?
Why should his pride have no single sting?
The last of his kind, no witness to his grief
Their words are empty, a soldier’s life being brief
Now here’s the truth of it
The oath it is broken
All allegiances, even promises unspoken
Will die broken within him
These souls of geese who bear the shapes of men
He’ll leave the fold and make his war his own blend
To peck the eagles, they brought in the crows
Has Rome ever known the value of her own?
What darker light could one soul bring?
Why should his pride have no single sting?
The last of his kind, no witness to his grief
Their words are empty, a soldier’s life being brief
Now here’s the truth of it
The oath it is broken
All allegiances, even promises unspoken
Will die broken within him
For your voices I have fought
Watched for your voices
For your voices bear wounds
Battles won for your voices