“Learn to light a candle in the darkest moments of someone’s life. Be the light that helps others see; it is what gives life its deepest significance.” – Roy T. Bennet

Gideon’s Men

We drink at the Jordan

Nobody seems exhausted but I

I take the water in my hands and slurp it

Slurp, slurp

It’s a whole chorus of that sound

My armor is heavy on my chest

The sword hanging in the way of my bended knees

The man says rise and sends the majority away


The way I drank had something to do with my staying

It was only that I was tired

That I did not stoop to drink with my face

But this man seemed sure enough of himself

To not even notice I didn’t belong with the wary

Just the weary


Comments on: "Gideon’s Men" (3)

  1. I can feel the motion in your words, vibrant piece.

    love it.


  2. This is an amazing piece and your ending is so full of tiredness where you do not belong with the wary but the weary

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