My Dream
I’m an ambitious man.
A tool of destiny, a puppet of fate,
transcending all of humanity.
Cunning and charismatic, I seek
for the Holy Grail– a realm
full of nobles and kings.
Battle cries, suits of metal,
hunks of iron mounted high, and cavalrymen.
They all fight with a purpose, but not with a goal.
Until the white flag goes up,
and a thousand corpses cry.
Likewise, an army of hands would ascend,
And I simply climbed.
Nothing but mere stepping-stones
on a path to greatness.
Inspiring men for my dream,
dedicated men died under my command.
I feigned ignorance and proceeded forward,
without a glance back.
Then, a man stood in front of my dream,
a key to unlocking the door.
Something more valuable than the rest,
and I will decide where he will fight and die.
But he was more that just a tool.
He was someone I saw on equal footing,
he was a friend… a sworn brother.
However, he was the stone in the road that made me stumble,
a stone that made me forget my dream.
Yes.
You, and only you…
made me forget my dream…