Gap Stone


i stand here
before your broken walls
split from the pain
of your wounds

the cold wind of the desert
sweeps down from the mountains and brings with it the taste of the coming horde

i shiver
my worries and fears gallop toward us from out of tomorrow’s storm

behind me you lie
unaware of the javelins that threaten to pierce your heart
deaf to my pleas to shore up your walls against enemies who pretend to be friends and care nothing for you

so i stand here
alone it seems at times
ever vigilant
hope my shield
waiting in the gap


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