Day 1 - Warrior

I’m not a warrior
I was born into this fight
forced to lock swords
for my lovers, for my life
brought to the front line
in an old wooden train
praying to the lord
to apportion the blame
as the carriage chuckled
to the place of my last rest
I savored the moments
despite them being at their behest
as I realised these moments were soon to depart
my mind ran and left me with my fast beating heart.

Inspired by a poster at a railway station.