Xiayane

A Hero's Love Poem I want to fight wars for you and you don't even think about me. I want to wage war and cry 'battle' and rage against your enimies for you. And to you I'm a vague memory. Not even a fond one. Perhaps I am your enemy. I'll fight myself for you. I'll take myself to the battelfield and cry nothing but mercy and beg for a white flag from you. I ask too much; I'll build it from the grass and go blind until it's not white or black or green at all, for you. I'll go blind and surrender and march home for you On wide roads I get lost in; I'll stumble along for you To the sound of zero wives welcoming me into my hometown