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NaPoWriMo21 Day 02: Historian of Brothers

A poem about having to stay behind after an injury forced me to pursue a different occupation in the military.

NaPoWriMo Day 02 - Historian of Brothers

Today’s NaPoWriMo prompt challenged me to write a poem about a road not taken and what might have happened if I had made a different choice. A poem about having to stay behind after an injury forced me to pursue a different occupation in the military.

Historian of Brothers

I, and my brothers, training for war,
Guts chiseled from raw will;
Each pushing the other towards valor,
Daring me to rise to the chore
Of tallying up the butcher’s bill;

In turn, we each learned to fend
And drive into the chatter of gnashing teeth;
I would have been there until the end
Save for the angels that did descend
Stealing my sword from its very sheath;

My brothers leapt across the sea
Leaving me in broken despair;
A shattered weapon snapped at the knee,
Chronicling their exploits as their only trustee
And never the guardian of their welfare;

From a wound that never fully healed,
I, the historian, now stands alone;
My brothers returned on fallen shields
Now replaced by stone markers in green fields,
With I, the only one to remember them home.

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