War has caused me much pain <br />By peace only will I abide <br />Thoughts of battle make me insane <br />My sword lays forgotten by my side <br />There stands my faithful steed! <br />who stood by me to the end <br />for war, of him, I have no need <br />He is naught now but my friend <br />A bag of gold within my hand <br />What was to be riches untold <br />plunder from that desolate land <br />the blood upon it's fields now cold <br />Much was done to earn this prize <br />yet at it, I cannot bare to look <br />I can still hear the bloody cries <br />of the men whos lives I took <br />I killed all who stood in my way <br />I spared not a single one! <br />After the end of that bloody fray <br />I felt great sorrow for what I had done <br />I dump my gold into the river <br />'I shall have no money for blood! ' <br />The cold spray makes me shiver <br />as the gold sinks into the mud <br />I did not fight to protect <br />for my family had already been killed <br />out of this came a horrible effect <br />a desire for revenge that could not be filled <br />War has caused me so much pain! <br />War has given me nothing but sadness! <br />Nothing of war did I gain <br />except empty and cursed madness <br />This madness is a balm for my aching heart <br />for with it, I feel nothing <br />of this world I do not wish to be a part <br />for there is naught in it but suffering <br />I grasp my sword one last time <br />I touch its cold steel blade <br />I should end my life because of my crime <br />A peaceful death in this shady glade <br />To my heart the sword is brought <br />as I bring myself to my knees <br />Suddenly I have another thought <br />I throw the sword among the trees <br />'My consious I must free! <br />I cannot atone of my sin if I am dead <br />How selfish only to think of me! ' <br />These have been the wisest words I've ever said<br /><br />Glaedr the poet<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/the-warrior-s-pain-of-war/
