- Vol. 10
- Chapter 03
Heads or Tails
My armour did the dirty on me,
cast me off as a blanketed hero,
snapped my stick, my pole.
The indignity could have been
much worse, but my face is
hidden, so I am not exposed.
I will accept the fall, get back
on the horse, continue on
my useless dull crusade
to find what there is of chivalry
in a century mocked by ghouls
who campaign for their own gain.
But, mark my words, I will win;
it has always been about fighting
not just the battles you can see
but the ones with just causes;
the ones whose exit strategy
turns everything on its head.