No want to be a hero! No More!

No want to be a hero! No More!

A Poem by MoriartyMesa

So your the new one, if I am to assume correctly and rightly?

Lord! Yer a big one aren't you Boyo?

Well

 (Cracking the knuckles, neck, back, and heart)

no time like the present,

but ya kno,

sometimes I get a bit tired of being the hero.


Before I crack yur spirit across ma knee like a wee bit of dried out bark,

I am going to give you a few lessons of being a hero.









First off, it aint as great as people make it out to be.

Mind you they are safe in the comfortable chairs, when your the poor b*****d fighting with your knuckles raw,

joints bursting with pain,

limbs screaming like something in a dark wood,

heart beggin to give out,

and a soul that just cries 'let me be!'.




But you keep fighting cause someone must be the hero.


Someone must fight the good fight,


when  cooler heads leave their sense at the first sign,



when those who chose it, run from it.......................






Than it is up to you,


sometimes it is worth it, some times,


sometimes you have no choice and you must stand up.
















But sometimes,



it aint worth it.









Now stand toe to toe like a good little hero,

and when I hit you, play dirty, act the savage, and just be a rascal.













Remember,


you asked for this,


take it from one who walked the path, this can be a result.










 

© 2013 MoriartyMesa


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