Parallelisms.
I would have walked with you
deep through the snow
trudging with boots
made from faith
and come what may
even hail and sleet
will not pass.
I could have hiked with you
And the briars and brambles
Covered from your soul
By my leathery ego
A pain
A blessing in disguise.
I might have flown with you
In the azure sky
Of nihilism
Refueled and re-armed
In the town of Joy.
I should have trekked with you
Through the dust
And watching the blue sky
Swirl like a washer
Gazed upon by a little child.
We might have gotten there
Any way
By candlelight
Or like the faithful touch
Of a blind man.
Would I have lost you
Even if I had dragged my feet
And watched as soldiers die
And live again in our hearts
Where I just stood
Like the Unknown Soldier
Gazing into eternity
His silver rifle abreast.
His duty not done
Till we all find peace
Brothers in arms?
this piece reads like the brotherly bond of soldiers in war.
