Dreams Never Die

My parents love to tell me that my dreams of travel will never be realized. This is the result.

DREAMS NEVER DIE


She stands before the army,
strong and defiant as ever.

Her armor is rusted and
pocked from many battles.
Her sword is sharp,
her will impervious.

The battle lines are clear
on the field before her,
even as she captains
an army of one.

The opposing army taunts her,
telling her she will fail,
that she has not a chance
of succeeding on this day
nor any other.

She draws her sword,
grinning darkly to the mass.
They halt their taunts
for but a moment.

There is not a hesitation
as she sails toward
her immense enemy,
a battle cry rising from
her throat.

They attack her from all sides.
She slices and parries,
her blade singing through  the air,
The old armor showing its age.

After what feels an eternity,
an enemy blade finds a chink
cutting into her flesh and
filling her with pain.

The pain serves only to
psh her ever forward,
to fight all the more
for her survival.

Once the enemy is aware
of her weakness
they attack with more
determination.

She knows that she will never
succeed and that she
will die on this field,
but she refuses to stop.

Bended knees, she is at the feet
of the Commander.
"Say it!" he orders.
"I want to hear it from your
own voice."

She shakes her head.
Rebellious to the last,
she spits blood
on the Commanders boots.

"It would be easier
if you would admit that
your quest failed,
that your dreams are nothing
more than dust."

No, she'd never admit
such a thing.
Not even if she thought
it true.

The tip of his short blade
aimed at her heart,
the Commander gave
her a final chance.

She bowed her head
as if in prayer.
He would never let her live,
not so long as she had
a voice.

"Dreams never die,
ideals go on forever."
She looked up with that
same defiant grin.

She grabbed the sharp steel
and pushed herself onto it.
There was no fear,
no pain.
Only a release
as she felt her life drain away.

She fell back to the
trampled earth.
A young man tried to
help her, to save her.

She locked her final gaze
 with his,
whispering words that
sparked a revolution.

Dreams
Never
Die



N. Strong 2014- January

Reviews

[Awfulhabits]

WOW! Great read! I had shivers. Imaging a woman in battle years before it was even thought of. The emotion ran high in this!!!

[Stanley Wilson]

Wow loads going on great poem very thought provoking

[MAC]

an excellent use of poetry, releasing whatever is in your heart. can't wait to read more from you.

[Sami Khalil]

Good write. Thank you for sharing...:).................