You Should be Looking for Someone Else
Can you picture me in armor, on a horse,Prepared to fight, to die, for some fine
Hopeless cause? Rest assured; neither
Can I. I'll always be your disappointment,
Flinching, shrinking, never daring to do
What a hero does. I'll simply watch,
Within the crowd, as evil pools. We all
Will tell ourselves that we aren't culpable,
Though some will know that isn't true,
And, after it's too late to act, and horror's
Gripping every heart, I'll worry that you'll
Want to bring me armor and a horse.
Poetry by Lawrence Beck
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Written on 2021-11-03 at 23:03
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