Retreat

so I, the gallant one, moved forward
metal breasted, armored and all
I thought I could conquer
I thought I could win
but, alas!
seems I no longer have it in me
age? war torn?
or plain mediocrity?
an illusion played
a pretentious chivalry

and I, unrobed
revealing vulnerability
bursting the bubble
of pretended gallantry

to lessen the hurt
of perceivable defeat
one option remains
if only to maintain sanity

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Roy
January 14, 2010
8:45 PM
Angeles City
Philippines