You stand alone, in silence,
The death notice is read,
Firm resolution grips your chin,
Only you had the courage to stand firm—
A fortress against the enemy’s onslaught.
You are the warrior,
Willing to pay the ultimate price,
Yet, you are despised.
Only you understand the ultimate price of peace,
Purchase with blood,
A sacrifice of life,
Running down a tree—
Into the dust, you once created.
There is no weakness as you are sentenced,
Simply power under control,
A silent resolution,
To bridge the gap between life and death.
Regardless of the price—
© John A. Taylor, 2013