War raps impatiently at the gate
Demanding
“Give me more!”
They gift bombs and rockets and jets
Scattering sheep
They desire yours for themselves
Aggressive and tactical
They threaten to bury you
They tell you
“You are trouble!!”
As THEIR tanks sit by YOUR land
Scaring the lambs
But you know your country
You know the ground
Every hill
And every sound
This is your country
Though armies and tanks come
You will not run
Aloft in tall towers
You watch them come
Nothing need be done
The throne is guarded
But the gates are down..
The knights are ready
The armies sound
You nod to the sentry
A single knight leaves the entry
Riding to the front
Casual
Calm
Humility and strength his only arms
The rifles are cocked and the tanks in place
Every gun aimed at one solitary space
“I challenge your leader”
He quietly asserts
Gun fire fills the air
Smoke insults and threats beware
The knight sits aloft his stable steed
Not a graze
Not a bullet
Not a hole in a sleeve
He waits
Silence creeps
Tension peaks
“I challenge your Leader”
He quietly asserts
Silence
Not a peep
A smile turns the corner of his lip
He knows it is bluff
Kids stuff
No further words are said
He turns his back to the enemy
Casually
Calmly
Lopes back to the entry
This is his country
He knows the ground
Every hill
Every sound
‘Don’’t let the behaviour of others destroy your inner peace.’
G.S