The Protector

An 'Ode', really, for a neglected hero. An unexpected dedication of sorts. And a riddle for the reader.

Alone, he sits.  Out of the way of our day-to-day

Beautifully polished armor.  Color of STOP! EMERGENCY! DANGER!

Quiet and still, ever-ready for action

We hope we never need him, but he's always prepared if we do

His massive and powerful strength is with-held, awaiting purpose

A lone warrior, designed to create safety amid a fierce and deadly enemy.

Should he fight this battle for us, he's then tossed aside without ribbon or write-up

What happens to him once his duty is over?

Alone, he sits.  Out of the way of our day-to-day

Author's Note

Do you know the secret hero I speak of? Take a guess and I'll respond with the answer to the riddle.

Reviews

[R J Askew]

I see a guy in a wheelchair, maimed by some decades-ago conflict. It cld be vietnam, Iraq, Afghanistan. There are thousands of guys out there whose duty is over. Great write.

[SkinlessFrank]

Sounds like the atom bomb.