Not everyone can be a hero, but we must
do our best in the war, daily battles.
Never offer a tightrope to the weary,
instead the hope a flashing sword,
of an army marching, freedom
with fear banished.
Then we can all slay
as we rest.
Poetry and Image © Copyright 2016, ancient skies
Peace and blessings to everyone.
“When we love people, we give them hope.”