There Ain’t No Backup Calvary
A Poem
Have you reached those high walls yet?
The place where you pause
The pause is where you decide
Where you clear your eyes
To take in how far you’ve come
To gauge how much farther the journey is
Yet you see the dust that rises in the distance?
An enemy legion advances
Do you hear the bang bang of giant drums?
The encroaching echoes of a war set to happen
Deafening the thuds of your heart
The vibrations reverberating to your knee joints
A striving lays ahead
You do not need to strain to see it
The drenching sweats do little to wipe away your fears
Will you remain atop the fence?
Would you turn back to familiar territory
Would you retreat to where you may no longer be welcomed?
Or would you grow some nerves to seed in foreign territory?
A thought arises
Perhaps you could ask for help from allies?
No. The fire beacon has almost gone out
They know the enemy is upon you
Yet their silence is louder than the enemy’s chants
In this vast expanse, how could you be all alone?
The realization sets in
They do not see what you see
They cannot hear what you hear
Fight you must, Conquer you will
You will not crash to oblivion
This is your springboard to a great landing
Straighten your spine pioneer
You are your vanguard
Steady your aim soldier
You are your marksman
Solidify your stance comrade
You are your Calvary!
