The long lost General

It must have been said

Or so I have heard

If you only do what you can do you will never be more than you are

So I must learn to do the impossible if I wish to go far

Lord forgive me I’m merely a man

destined to carry the world on his shoulders

Be patient with me if i seem to lose faith

It is merely because my knees wobble under this burden’s weight

Please believe me i’m genuinely lost

groping in the dark in search of my soldiers

They must have abandoned me doubting my ability to lead

Their confidence shaken, by my inability to meet their every need

Time is an enemy, despair is at home

the battle’s begun yet I stand here alone

If I do not find them, If I do not lead them

We will all perish, i must find them

So i must find myself

I must find my faith

I must help them find theirs

And we must win the war

But till then i remain

The long lost general

 

This poem is about: 
Our world

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